The Man
He exists but is unseen,
Watching every move I make.
Lifeless
My focus is gone.
He exists but in the corners of my eyes,
Listening to every sound I make.
Attentive
Anxiety introduces itself.
He exists but only in the shadows,
Criticizing my existence.
Judgemental
My will to be humane is gone.
He exists but only in my mind,
Yelling in my ear.
I hate the way that he stares at me.
I turn away from the mirror.
My will to live is gone.
Ihatethe way that he stares at me.