I walk the streets <br />I hear the conversations <br />I feel the gazes <br />I sense the disgust <br /> <br />I stop, and He stops <br />He follows me <br />I can't shake Him <br />I turn, He turns <br /> <br />I see His reflection <br />I hear Him breathe <br />I sense the confusion <br />Confusion, but why? <br /> <br />He looks at me <br />He looks THROUGH me <br />He studies my soul <br />He research's me <br /> <br />I see Him in my mirror <br />I pull a gun to His head <br />Pull, Click, Bang, Silence <br />He was gone, I was gone<br /><br />Corey Fauchon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/paranoid-4/
