He watches her.. Everyday.. Following her to school Studying her routine.. Staying far enough away not to be seen.. He watches through her window at night.. As she sleeps.. In her litlle pink bed tucked in tight.. She know not of this predator.. Who lurks in shadows out of sight .. She know not of the threat to her young life.. He sweats as he watches.. Dreams of when she will belong to him.. Dreams of all he will do.. Hands shaking in anticipation.. To see the look on her face.. To know she will die in his embrace.. He followed her one day.. When into the woods she went to play.. She sensed him in the breeze somehow.. She ran as fast as her little legs would go.. She ran so fast she didn't see.. The cliff that loomed behind the trees.. He chased her through the woods with fury.. She screamed as she fell Landing on jagged rock.. Her predator.. Blind with want also jumped through the trees.. His chosen prey.. Now a mere five feet away.. He watched her take her final breath.. He smiled One last victim before his death.
a chilling write that is painful to read for me, because of a child involved. Though it is well done Erica!You do these extremely well due to your own experience...
there is a time when she actually senses his presence & intent, what it is she knows he knows & it is against her, for me the ist & ii nd part could have been more developed around that, drawing us into the weird nature of the relationship & itīs predatory circumstances, v difficult to do, but a good effort
Very, very disturbing subject, but reality we need to think about. I had to read from start to finish before I had a chance to think. You caught my attention. Keep your children close!
This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
TRASK
~Chrissie
P.S. You know there are alot of woodland up here!
Gary
Sandie Angel a.k.a. May Lu :o)
The pic gives me tha creeps!!
What is that??
Love Tinka