A swift walk down the hall,
I catch a glimpse...
your shadow lingers behind me. I shiver a bit.
I know you know I sense your presence, but still,
in my bed you climb at night haunting my dreams.

I wake in the morning, I feel your cool breath on my cheek.
I grab the blankets tight.
release.
there's no point...
I can still feel you.
I know you're there, behind me,
watching me.

Walking down the street,
people stare...
I know they want to ask about you,
but, instead, they coward with fear. I don't blame them.
So, instead of spending my Saturday night with friends,
I fill this lonely chair with an even lonelier body and hope that you'll just disappear.

Wake up. Life. Repeat.
In the mirror over the sink,
I look and see you and me...
however, your you IS me...
I'm the monster they all see.