Shadow's

This one was at the bottom of a bottle in a dark time when I could feel the demons tugging hard.

I think back now to first time I noticed them in the shadows.

Though I heard their voices long before I saw them.

The voices to me were just me in a drunken state of mind.

I can see them better now.

Though they still linger in the shadows.

I know now they wait for the moment I push my luck to far.

Their voices are getting clearer now.

Their whispers call out for me to join them.

Stretching out their hands to me as If I am a friend in need.

They want me to reach out take their hands.

Come with us into the shadows they say.

I do not fear them as I once did.

I do not scream at them to go away now.

I am starting to find comfort in their presence.

For they are the only ones here now.

I find myself wanting to go into the shadows.

Day after day the light seems to get brighter.

The light hurts my eyes, pains my head.

Besides this bottle, they are my only friends.

I mean what is really left here for me in the light anyway?

“NOTHING”

Everything I held dear to my heart has been taken, ripped from my grasp.

“NEVER” to be seen again!!!

So what am I holding on to now?

What is keeping me here?

Why do I stay?

Why shouldn't I go with them?

Answer me this, and I shall stay.

Leave me to question, and I shall go with them.

Into the Shadow's

Where I may finally be free.