My heart stops
& I have to check,
Just one more time.
I know it's not him,
But I'm terrified either way.
I hate it,
When they look at me.
When 'he' looks at me,
Watching me...
I know he does,
Because I'm on edge.
He threatens my family,
with nothing more than a stare.
& I want to run.
More poetry to cope with the "R" word.
(Possibility of more to add)