I grow weary
I'm exhausted
Yet
I can't stop
Needing you
Caught in your web
I struggle
Secretly desiring
You to fill me
Your venomous sting
I grow weary
I'm exhausted
I'm convicted
I'm addicted
In you
I grow weary
I'm exhausted
Running
Hiding
Leaving a trail
Of my scent behind
Catch me
I'm exhausted
And I grow weary
Hoping you won't
Forget me
I keep wondering
In the twilight
Why you
You got me
Weary and exhausted
where I want to be
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
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