The man in the shadows

The man I see lurking in the shadows

The man there every time I look back

The man who hides his true identity

I may randomly turn but he will always be around the corner

I start to run never looking back

I turn around a corner

I try to scream as I’m swept off my feet

But the sheer force of his hit knocks me unconscious

I wake up and can hardly breathe nor see

The black bag around my face

I don’t move for fear that he may know that I’m a wake

The vehicle stops and a door slams

I try to get the bag off my face but my hands are tied

The door to my left opens up and someone grabs me

The person throws me on the ground and pulls my bag off

It was him, the man that appeared everywhere I went