In The Darkness

katey1804

Shadow
This shadow follows me
In the morning I see him
In the afternoon I see him
At night, I become blind
It's like he twined my thoughts together
To make me feel al light as a feather
He comes from the dark
That is when he larks
He haunts me, I'm scared to move
But that only proves
That I am scared of the dark
when I sleep I think of a mark
Slowly moving up and down
To help me concentrate without a frown
He gives me all these thoughts
That I just do not want
Filling my head with nonsense
At night I always feel so dense
I shouldn't listen to it
But I can't help but hear the truth
At this point I'm at my youth
I see him in my room at night
Always wishing to turn on the light
His big red eyed watch me at night
as I lay down and say "goodnight"
He over hears me and says "sleep tight"

  • Author: katey1804 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 21st, 2016 11:51
  • Comment from author about the poem: Overthinking kills
  • Category: Unclassified
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