Shadow with a Purpose
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Red Eye!
I watch her cross the crowd,
Without a care;
Daddy's little girl.
She doesn't see me
Standing here
Right behind her.
I'm a shadow,
With a purpose.
She doesn't know
That I've followed her;
Stalked her
Every day for eight weeks.
I've been a shadow,
On the wall.
Now I come,
Come out of the darkness and into the light.
See me standing here.
She turns around;
Startled.
I smile back
As my plan unfolds;
Picture perfect.
She cries out, "Why?"
"It's a job," I tell her.
"Just a job."
We both know
There's something more.
She sees the true me
In the dark.
I slam her against the wall,
Breathe in her fear,
Slowly squeeze the life
Out of her.
She's done her job,
The call is made.
Now I finish mine.
Good-bye, sweetheart.
I'll see you in the darkness;
The darkness of my black soul.
I'm just a shadow,
Once more.
My purpose is fulfilled.
Author's Notes:
I originally wrote this for my Creative Writing class, but I ended up not using it. I didn't want it to go to waste, so here it is. I personally hate poetry so it might be crap.
