The Black Dog that tries to stalk me has found me once again.
He tries to intimidate me by making his presence known.
He wants me to know that he is there.
He wants to keep me looking behind.
To take my eyes off what is ahead.
To keep looking to what is in the past.
To try to make me afraid of the future.
To drag me back to the darkness of before.
To tempt me to walk deeper into the bleakness.