As I stare out my window gazing at the stars
I come to find a tall man watching me from afar
He is either down the street or standing by my car
I try to believe its nothing but it is very, very hard
He stands to tall for me to tell a length
He is long and slender I must think
And in a split second when I blink
He disappears into a dark link
I gaze at his face but none I see
It oh so dark that I can not see
I only see a outline of his body
Standing there so tall in the form of a tree
When he walks near me he walks so softly
He could be down the street
Or Stealthy watching me, Stalking
It is quite scary I must say
And when I do see him
I ask myself will I die today?
He just stands and waves with his pointy fingers
He never goes away he just decides to linger
It’s been a few days since I first saw him
And now every night I catch him stalking.