The Watcher

by Alayna Marie   Jul 6, 2005


I’m the watcher,
The eyes,
The eyes that you feel on your back,
I’m watching you,
Constantly watching,
Writing what you’re doing,
Never experiencing what you’re doing,
But I’m learning ,
By watching you,
Watching,
Watching,
You can never get ride of me,
Never,
Never,
Even if you dead,
I’ll watch your grave,
In the morning,
And even at night,
You’re closely being watched,
Being watched by me,
What you do,
Is being recorded down,
Being record down by me,
When I’m dead you can look,
But right now you being watched,
Being watched by me.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Ana Vidovic

    It is interesting, but if i may say so, not my favorite. Something about the word 'watching' is just... i dunno plain for the context of the poem. Maybe its just me... lol

    Ana*

  • 19 years ago

    by Symera

    Wow, theres a lot of thought that goes into interpreting this.. i don't know which way to view it as a stalker or as god.. but i do like it. Good job!