Stalking myself

stalking myself

Stalking myself

a mystery as I wonder

are my eyes open

or am I dreaming again.

The room, dark and cold

except for the ghostly light

my mind suspended

like the ceiling fan.

I am stalking myself

passage a blur

but the breath I feel is real

so are the voices

I suppose.

Trapped in a tunnel

where grace whispers

behold

I’ve come to save you

from you!

I notice graffiti from years ago

when I used colors

read messages I left

for my return

knowing I would find myself

in this chamber filled with horror.

This is nothing new

stalking myself

been doing it for countless years

but wait

or was that you!!

  One thought on “Stalking myself

  1. August 2, 2018 at 11:27 am

    Intriguing…nice imagery to keep one wondering what next around the corner. 😊

    Liked by 1 person

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