The Watcher

You think you can walk away from me?

The Watcher


You think you can walk
away from me bitch?
You belong to me! Me!

Sashaying into your office
in that red dress you so love.
And that bastard you're dating,
ain't gonna happen for long.

You're my property bitch!

I watch through your curtains
as you peacefully dream.
Those sweet dreams will turn
to nightmares before long.

No clue I follow,
watching your every move,
each breath.

Chance and time will come.
I'll take you back, forced.
Your lesson in leaving is planned;
pain, blood. I want your screams!

You're mine bitch!