behind my back.

Published on 31 January 2024 at 22:08

a figure lurked, it watched

and clicking its fingers, it didn't stop

to hurt me. 

 

a loud thump, my heart

and eyes twitching, they dropped

a tear. 

 

a shadow knows when to stop, 

because it'd figure out my thoughts, 

 

that I'd do nothing. 

 

I know no thing

of its intentions 

to hurt me 

 

behind my back.