When darkness begins,
and the sun nearly down...
I tend to have this fear-
of your dark presents all around.
That night I saw you watching me
through my window,like the Devil
you did look...
Your thin drawn face, long pointed-
nose, at the tip a slight hook.
A Stalker you are by every means
caught watching me at night...
I close my blinds and drapes now,
but can never forget my fright.
I changed my job and phone number,
will nothing ever stop you...
What will it take for me to do,
to make you stop and get that clue?
"I do not like you and never will!"
I have told you to no avail...
Do it again and you will see,
what its like inside a jail.
This is a poem I wrote about a man who has stalked me for
Two years...He was someone I had grown up with, but hadn't
seen in years.He had stalked me on and off for so long nothing
I could do to stop him...Finely I was able to turn the tables on
the man and he has stopped bothering me...But I still live in fear
of him watching me....Diana
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