There’s a shadow behind the curtain
seen from the corner of my eye
strands of dread forge through me
that my relaxed countenance belie
A silhouette silently stalking
turning up when I least expect
on edge and anxiously waiting
for this apparition to interject.
Don’t abandon me my love
never let this dark spectre loose
to terrorise and conquer me, else
this haunting spirit become my noose.