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)