Silently He Waits

The stalking was always first he could never satisfy the taste You were always in his view when he made plans for you Some days sitting in his car from you he was never far Then at night he'd fantasize madness showed in his eyes And under the pale moonlight he will strike again tonight And while you are asleep into your room he'll creep He will sit next to your bed crazy thoughts in his head How he loves the color red pretty soon you will be dead Out comes his shiny knife and he thinks about his wife When he is done he goes home where his wife waits alone Crawls into a the bed that they share I love you so he whispers in her ear Carolann Crowley 11/15/13