Moonlit Stalker

You linger inthe bushes

stalking your prey

steaming the glass

with your warm breath,

the light flicker off

as the door opens wide

she steps on the pavement

you draw out your knife,

paranoide, shakeing

out drops the pills,

she's nearly out of sight

so you down the street,

entering the black track

the moon, the only light,

she turns her head

but there's no one there

you carry on stalking

out for the kill,

footsteps away

your hands round her mouth

watering eyes, trembling sking

fear in her eyes as the knife sinks in,

she lets out a muffled scream

a blood pool beneath

what have you done?

running away with blood stained clothes

your weapon falls

so you hesitate

the face of your victim

appears in your mind

you are the stalker, the man for the kill