World's End
Location
There
There again
I see those
I see you
Your eyes are dark
I see them
Through the pitch of my room
Behind me on the street
The Concrete Jungle
I feel your breath
Cold
Metallic
Makes the hair on my neck rise
The skin prickle
Right next to my ear
You whisper
You breathe
Just breathing
No green
I hear you
Always there
Watching
Following
Murmuring
I know you’re there
I know
Close enough to grab me
Steal me
I feel it
Faceless
Save for those black eyes
Moving without a sound
Gliding like fog at my heels
Taller than me
Leaning in deep to whisper
White hands
Long and cold and reaching
Wanting to take me
Going to draw nearer
Wanting it
I feel you
I know
Always there
Always close
Closer
Here