Silent Stalker
By Killerdemonchick
I hear the steps behind me and freeze
The footstep stop and there
is silence
The silence, broken by leaves rustling in the breeze
I continue walking and get to the iron fence.
I hear the footsteps
follow me through my door
I walk up the staircase
I walk down
the hall
I go into my room to wait and pace.
I hear the
steps stops at the stairs
I wait for them to start again
I wonder
if I really care
From walking out there, I must refrain.
I fall asleep at the time of eleven
I awake at one
Screaming
to high heaven
I know that it is all done
My silent stalker
has left me once more
I must not cry
I know I was being quite
a bore
But now I still ask why?
Silent stalker, where have
you gone?
I need you now to make a sound
I am now very forlorn
I wish you wanted to be found.
Comments on "Silent Stalker"
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A former member wrote:
This piece can be interpreted in a few ways I think. On one hand its like you crave something/someone different, or new in your life whether it be good or bad. Another way is that your stalker is a kind of guardian angel, following you wherever you go, but never approaching. Great write, much enjoyed.
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On Wednesday, January 2, 2013, SinneR
(17) wrote:
Your work builds up in me a feeling of transition from one being stalked to becoming a stalker... I liked the tension. Nicely done
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A former member wrote:
Wow, I like the suspense that builds in this and the twist at the end is very intriguing..... nicely done m'love, write on ~rose
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A former member wrote:
Nicely wrote, it took a twist unexpected...
and yeah kinda what Sym said... good job :D
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A former member wrote:
A little creepy but in a good way.