I feel death is watching me,
The tree that sways in the park
Knowing the moon that follows me
I cry, alone, in the dark

This sky is filled with sirens
Taking pictures with its eyes
The shadow men that mimic me
Toying with my mind

Angry mouths keep barking
A friend left alone in the rain
These felines cry like babies
No mother in sight to blame

I know that man in the puddle
But why does he stare that way
He never talks to anyone
So slowly, I step away

I feel death is watching me
That light, alone, in the lane
Knowing the dark that calls me
I whisper back my name

That girl who's walking the pavement
Why does she glow so red
Why does she wear her hair up
When her eyes look already dead

Who's that man on the corner
He looks famous dressed in gold
I hate the smell and taste of smoke
The poor guy must be cold

The sound of teens playing games
But why so eager to run away
I like the warmth upon my face
I feel loved, so I'll stay

But I feel death is watching me
As I stand here next to the flames




©Jon.London 2011