It Follows Me Everyday Poem by Dillon Gay

It follows me everyday
I just don’t know what to say
But why it’s following me?
Why can’t it leave me be?

I saw it from the corner of my eye tonight
It was too afraid to fight
Am I really that intimidating?
Like a children’s movie with a R rating

The hooded jackal cloaked in black
Aggression it seemed to lack
It told me it had an offer of great power
But its consequences was a bit to sour

I couldn’t take this from a spawn of Hell
Of course it didn’t ring my bell
I took it anyway
Now I’m suffering today

Like a cursed pearl of riches
My life has been thrown into many ditches
My wealth has seemed to conceal my pain
The poor think I’m insane

I’m the leader of all things
But that does not help the fact that I sing the song that no one sings
The world is mine
I own the world, but not much too longer in time

I have everything a man could want
But my longing for more seems to taunt
The jackal knew it all along
Or he wouldn’t have given it up like some cheap song

It follows me everyday
I just don’t know what to say
The jackal gift torments me day and night
No where to run, no way to fight

Most people would commit suicide at this atrocity
But for my palace, I have great modesty
What a mess for the maids it would be!
And would a mockery of me for all to see!

I suppose I’ll step down
Give up this cursed crown
No one can believe it
But to the streets, I will sit

Peace at last
Now time does not fly by so very fast
Homeless I have become
A hermit... acknowledgment... not even the least bit of a sum

It follows me everyday
I just don’t know what to say
The regret of stepping down will not me alone!
As the jackal punishes me with a mental screeching, painful tone