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My Stalker's Identity

Something is chasing me stalking me in the dead of night
Terrorizing my day and captivating my evenings
Causing me to scream out in agony as fear consumes me
Taking every piece of joy I had and sending them through a paper shredder
Crippling my dreams and casting them off into hell
I can't run from it no matter how hard I try
I run
and Run
AND RUN
Scraping my skin on tree branches and giving myself blue and purple bruises
My lungs burn from the lack of oxygen and the tightness in my chest
Tears roll down my face as I frantically look for the exit from this maze
Dead end after dead end I keep finding myself at another road block
When will this horror freak show come to an end
Please someone help me please please Help me It's going to attack me
My mind screams as panic begins to take over my entire body
I can feel it's stinking breath on the back of my neck as my hair stands on end
I'm to afraid to turn around to look the beast in it's ugly blood red eyes
This is it I'm going to feel the sting of it's jagged teeth as it bite me in half
What have i done to deserve this kind of bitter end
Who did I wrong to come and face certain death in this way
Traumatized I turn around to see my reflection staring back at me
What the hell is this some sort of sick mind game
The eyes in the mirror staring back at me are all black like a Halloween skull
A sinister stare of a demon ready to engulf my innocent soul
No you can't you can't take me yet please
I'm not playing this sick degenerate game anymore
Splashing Water on my face waking me up from the attack what consumed me
Looking in the mirror one more to see my blue eyes have returned
I am my own monster
I am my biggest enemy
My depression and Anxiety nearly swallowed me alive once more
I am the solution to my problem
I need to stop being my own demon
Written by Countrygirl96
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