A devilish fiend approaches me.
Dagger nearby, he follows me.
Watching and waiting.
Do I know?
Oh perhaps, but he makes my mind absent.
What comes to it?
Surely there must be something...
Just as I have it, he steals it.
What a fiendish thief this devil is!
He follows still, stealing my thoughts.
And if I could know!
To know of the reason I think of nothing!
To know anything!
He steals it all.
What can I do, as he steals what is not his?
Could I do something?
Perhaps, if I were to know of his stalking.
But he steals from me what I do not know.
And what I do not know is because of him.
At last, I notice the shadows moving with me.
I'd thought they were my own, but this one continued.
And as he prepares to block my thoughts again,
to claim more as his own,
I break free.
I am no longer bound by this insufferable curse.
My thoughts move freely now.
I realize who he was.