He follows

Footsteps in the static, breath inside the wire. Shadow stretch and whisper, teeth inside the fire. Locks don’t hold, prayers don’t stick. He’s crawling through the cracks. He’s in your mind, sick. Eyes in the keyhole, fingers on the sill. He doesn’t knock, he waits. he knows you will. One blink he’s closer, heart skips time, but the ticking is not a clock. It’s the losing of your mind. Don’t turn around, don’t speak his name. He’s every scream you ever choked and every flame you failed to tame.

He follows, no face no name just fear in a frame. He follows, no past no shame just hunger and flame. You can run, you can cry, you can beg for a lie, but he’s never behind. He’s waiting inside he follows.

You buried the secret deep in your head.

He digs it up, feeds it dread till it’s dead. No mirrors, no light, no locks on the gate. You don’t choose the night. He picks the date. Heartbeat static, breath like glass. he stitched from the sin that you hoped would pass. slick like oil, silent like guilt. A castle full of bones is the house that you built. Don’t say a word, don’t strike a flame. He’s in the hush between your thoughts. He knows your face, you’re scent, your name.

He follows, no help, no chain just cold in the vein. He follows, no scream, no stain just pleasure with pain. you can hide, you can fight, you can shiver and pray, but he’s there in the dark, He kills the day, he follows. Click step closer, breathing like a storm, voice like rot. he takes which you are and leaves what you’re not. He follows in dreams and walls in footsteps that stall. He follows no end, no fall, no mercy at all. You can scream you can plead, but the hunger won’t die. He doesn’t want reason he wants you to know why!

he follows, you.