She enjoyed walking at night <br />And while others might feel fear <br />Or imagine the boogyman <br />She was strong and confident <br /> <br />She felt equally comfortable <br />Walking past cozy windows <br />Or hiking through <br />A wooded path <br /> <br />She loved walking at a good clip <br />Feeling the breeze on her face <br />Tunes playing on her MP3 player <br />Life was good! <br /> <br />There was no way that she could have known, really <br />No way at all <br />Having been on days off <br />She hadn't seen the bulletin <br /> <br />Years before, she had been a prison guard <br />And had left a lasting impression <br />On one of the more psychotic inmates <br />So lasting in fact, that he would kill to be with her <br /> <br />He had been an annoying little swine <br />And had threatened to slit her throat before <br />So long ago now <br />That she had almost completely forgotten him <br /> <br />Had she been at work <br />She would have known <br />That this man who haunted her <br />Had escaped from the psychiatric facility he was in <br /> <br />A chain is only as strong as it's weakest link <br />And unfortunately that link <br />Had been a guard who got shanked <br />In the back with a homemade shiv <br /> <br />So she had no way of knowing <br />That he knew exactly where she lived <br />Where she hid her key <br />And where she liked to walk at night... <br /> <br />Part 2 coming soon....<br /><br />Dee Daffodil<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/never-say-die-3/
