Stalker by moonlight

Its always waiting in the dark light of the moon,
Waiting for me to come out and wonder away from my home.
It follows me not making a sound,
Waiting for me to slip up.
Never getting to close and yet not to far,
I try to lose it but it knows where I go.
I look back, bad mistake,
It makes its move and charges.
I try to run but its far to late I'm on the ground with it pinning me.
The blood in my vains grow cold,
Frozen with the shock of what just happened.
Teeth bite into my flesh and tear at my skin, all is black.
Now by the moon I hunt with joy,
Stalking my pray.
For now I am stalker by moonlight.