Slender

He's watching.

Always watching.

Watching me sleep.

Watching me eat.

Watching me cry.

Watching me cower.

I see him.

No one else sees him.

They don't see him.

They can't see him.

They can't see him watching.

I see him.

I see his long limbs.

His slender body.

I see him watching.

Watching but not seeing.

He has no eyes.

No nose.

No mouth.

No face.

Nothing.

Featureless.

He's after me.

I don't know why,

But he is.

He's watching,

Stalking,

Waiting.

Waiting for me to lose my mind.

My hope.

And he's succeeding.

I'm already cracked.

In just a few more days,

I'll be broken.

Forgotten.

Dead.

I have been playing the slender games lately and this popped into my head. If you haven't already you should definitely check the games out.