A Psychotic's Love Poem

There you go around the corner...
I'm behind following you...
Cloaked in my darkest wardrobe...
I follow you...

I see everything that you see...
I hear every breathe that you take...
I smell the scent of your perfume at a distance...
Oh...it makes me sick...

It makes me sick to have you in my arms...
It makes me sick to want you....

And in the middle of the night you cried....
I saw you...heard you...cry...
I was there inside the same room...
I tried to hide...but I have to comfort you...
I have to make you understand...

You ran away...I got upset...
I had to do it...
And there was blood all over the place...
I'm sorry....
The world is too small for you and me...

And he's for me...
Not for you...