Poem: Dear Stalker!

Laced with shiny glued syrup to your tongue,
You did not say a word to me.
But rolled your tires,
As I ran from you,
Choked for air.

I remember,
How you brushed your chest on mine
In a crowd, filled with people.
And I always thought,
I was vulnerable while I was alone.
Chuckles.

Realizing the sound of your bike,
I tried to go in Brownian motion,
In order to confuse your sight.
But you caught me every goddamn time.

What have I not done to run away,
How scared and helpless you thought I was.
When you sent your bewitched sister to my home.
And that day I learned
How powerless you are
To tame a little girl of 13.

Can you count
The number of painful days I must have lived
Before realizing that you are worthless.
And I need no shield to hide from you.
Because now if you touch me,
You will almost burn,
Taste the poison,
See a witch,
Smell the rotten scar,
And hear a roar.
I will make sure,
That you are ruined,
Dear stalker.