Stalker
Move me
Move me through the streets
Let me see
I want to watch the people as they come and leave
I want to block the chaos and enjoy this
Being blown through the crowd
Invisible
The feeling is wonderful
Watching from afar
Seeing a woman a man a child
Even animals roam around
I am being moved through this life in a cloud of darkness
I move through needing to feel the spark
The spark from people living lives I cannot
I am in a corner watching
Watching from afar
Move me through the crowd I want to see and smell
Feeling them living
Gives me a feeling a life
A feeling I don’t know I am dead inside
I envy you all for knowing it so well
I watch in dark
Being moved by you
I am moved through the crowd
Being pulled by the desire to watch you
I watch everyone
But you more close
You are the one I need
You give me the most
I feel the heat from your strength
It pulls me
Calls me
I want to see if I can transfer that strength to me
I watch the others waiting for you to come through
I can no longer wait
Instead of letting you walk on I continue to follow you
You live in a house on street I have only lived on in my dreams
You make me sick I no longer want you
I will stop watching you
I cannot
After I see you in the window changing clothes
I sneak ever so quiet getting aroused by the noise my feet make connecting with the ground
I am so excited to view you so close
I look in the window and there you are
Your skin glows
I watch for an hour until you turn down your sheets
You turn off the lights and I know it’s my time to leave
I can’t
I must see you once more
I pick the lock to your basement door
I slip in your room
You’re so happy to see me when I slip under the sheets for our final meeting
I tell you I have watched for years and years
I thought I would see love, lust but no….
I see fear
You are like all the rest
Never appreciating my effort
We sleep
I awake and I know I will watch you no more
I have taken another life
I no longer feel your strength
I wanted to watch you live and be a part of it
I leave the pretty girl in the pretty house on the street I have only seen in my dreams
I continue to walk
I am moved through the crowd
I am watching
Watching in a far corner
Waiting for my next lover

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Deep Work....thanks for sharing....ONE
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dark ...evil something. like the form... suspense
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Thank you some people say I go too far
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Excellent write
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