Psychopath

I felt like

Somebody was sitting beside me

But saw no one

When turned around to see.

Was filled again with

Negative thrill

When he whispered

"I'm here to kill".

I want this.

I want you to know.

Someone is following me

No matter where I go.

Nights,

Make me go crazy.

All I feel is

More and more dizzy.

Sometimes,

I scratch walls with my nail.

Sometimes,

His presence makes me pale.

When there is hardly

A single light beam,

I see him in mirror

And scream.

He can read

All my thought

And can feel him

Squeezing my throat.

He said to me

Not to say.

And is with me

On each of my way.

People think

I made those cuts on my hand.

Even if I say "it was not me"

They won't understand.

He also scratched my face

Slight,

When I tried to sleep

Last night.

Say to my friends?

Once I tried.

He gave me a deadly stare.

And I almost died.

The strong me

Is the thing I lack.

Can't show you

The hunter marks on my back.

Today I'm saying it all

Because it's better to die on my own.

This is only when I think

He will be gone.

Couldn't say anyone,

What I really had.

But trust me, please

I'm not a psychopath.