The Shadow - Poem by Ethan Wilson
Who are you that controls my dreams
That stalks my realities?
The hooded figure who goes before he is there
The silhoutte with reptiles and beasts for pets
Are you a messenger of my head?
Sending me warning from the grave, the dead
You show me pictures of apocolypse
And make me feel like there is something missed
Who are you that stalks my night
That is always there to give me fright
How do I make you disappear
To leave me alone and disperse my fear
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