Once again, my sense of direction, has gotten me in trouble
As once more I get lost, just trying to take a walk
A walk that was meant to prevent stress, but one that has my nerves doing a tumble
But I have a strange feeling likes I am being stalked.
I just can't shake this feeling, someone is starring at me
Watching ever move I make, every step I take
But this is just a feeling, in reality I have no reason to hasten my step or to flee
I think my imagination, is causing my mind to fabricate mistakes.
Every little rustle of the wind, any sound, well I think the worse
Lost and alone, makes me feel so vulnerable and helpless
I try to think of other things, but I have to wander, if I will leave this place in a hearse
I think to myself, how could I allow myself to end in such a mess?
I can't help myself, I hasten my pace
Trying to out run a phantom, literarily a ghost
My mind is playing tricks on me, I want to find my way out of this place
To violence or death, I wish not to become a host.
Looking side to side, I see nothing, nothing that would harm me
But I still can't shake this feeling of being afraid
I'm just being silly, there is no one near to hurt me
My mind on me jokes it has played.
Night is starting to fall, as I finally calm down
Thinking to myself how silly I have been
But then, I really do hear an unfamiliar sound
Coming up behind me, then-----------------------------------------
