A cold sweat runs down my back,

As I realize that something’s not right.

A feeling consumes my every sense.

Some one is watching me for reasons unknown.

Soon the feeling leaves and I can soon breath,

But it was not the first time it was felt.

Paranoia grips my mind as I think of what may happen,

Only to find nothing wrong where I am.

Normality resumes and I live callused.

The feeling still grips when loneliness comes,

My mind now ready for what happens.

But I soon find that this presence means no foul.

And my angel protects me through heaven and hell.