Dead Man

I am being followed,

I look behind me but no one is there;

I continue in my normal pace,

But I still hear footfalls behind me.

I stop and count to three,

It calmed my nerves but only a little;

I continue in my normal pace,

But I still hear the whistling the man makes.

I began to quicken my steps,

I came close to a run but not necessarily;

I continue in my normal pace,

But I still hear the man approach me.

I stopped to listen but no sound came to my ears,

I first thought he was gone, then a laugh roared;

I continue in my normal pace,

But I still hear the man that is near.

I turned around 'cause I was curious of him,

I seen his decaying face and screamed;

I did not continue in my normal pace,

I broke out into a terrified run.

Afraid for my life, I ran like hell!