My Shadow

Thoughts that are streams,  fashion into a current
 to run  rapidly

To touch feeling that are hidden, behind the Shadow we call darkness

That look at us as a leader to be a follow,
 project by the light

Stranded with a connection  to stay behind
 like a scarecrow without know brain

Who is this person stalking me
 With no name, no face, no identity but a black spot
This Shadow
 Why it wont speak
what is there for
 is there to protect me, but from what?

 

 

 By Fredrick Pennix

         AkA Praiser the Show-Off Worship

 

Reviews

[Lily Mae]

A pretty powerful write.. only you can know those answers:) I have a shadow and it's a love that can't be seen with human eyes but it's love all the same...xx