At Least I Pay My Debts

What debts she owes,

She lives and holds no meaning,

What imprudence she possesses,

She carries no logical reasoning.

I gawk through the fog,

Her oblivious nature peeking through,

Her illogicality could never trick me,

You shall never unmask me

As nobody can sense me.

I watch silently,

Unusually interested,

As she has become my next target,

She hasn't realized it.

You had debt that was due,

That's okay, as I am better than you —

The narcissist made this true.

You dither your decisions, not knowing what you offer,

But remember that I bruise my enemies,

You aren't safe because my eyes will trail you

They'll drive you insane, but no one will suspect that I haunt you.

You aren't remarkable; I am just the shadow that hunts you,

Waiting as my intent absolves you, so much that no one will recognize you —

Voicing over again how much I fantasize shredding you,

I guess crazy coincidences count as a prize,

Soon, you'll reach your demise.

I wonder how she feels, now knowing that I watch her,

Forever tallying, making sure that karma ruins her,

Everything that happens is because I have engraved her:

When she surrenders, she'll be set free,

Realizing that the spite caused her insanity —

Karma still gawks through the fog, and watches her,

She tells her tale, and no one carries any care,

They mock her, so she walks, carrying the despair.