Stalker of My Thoughts

Stalker of my thoughts, why do you continue to pursue me.

These thoughts belong to me and not you, can’t you see?

You want to know how I think and analyze situations.

You are interested in my reactions to true love and infatuations.

I won’t let you in of this I will make certain.

These thoughts of mine are hidden behind double draped curtains.

The representation of this curtain you assume to be the key to my thoughts.

I refuse to make you any wiser, Stalker of My Thoughts.

This battle for power has become increasingly difficult.

Seen as you say my attitude is one that is equivocal.

My thoughts are the antecedent to my life.

Leave me and let me be I am growing extremely tired of this strife.

My facial expressions sometimes give them away.

But since you don’t know me it doesn’t matter anyway.

You say my thoughts run deep you refer to me as a Silent River.

There’s only one flaw to that statement you also called me a beaver.

Ha-ha my dam you won’t be able to brake.

If you do I’ll give up and all my thoughts you can take.

We are on the last mile of this God forsaken race.

Now it’s you and I up close and personal, face-to-face.

I look but I don’t see a white flag to indicate your surrender.

I guess you’re trying to prove that you are the top contender.

I told you before my thoughts are mine and I won’t let you in.

You are persistent and determined and for this respect should be given.

The war isn’t over although the battle has been fought.

We will meet again Stalker of My Thoughts.