Black arched shadow, human like, hiding in darkness, lost in black nights, escaping the fiery stars blazing a light.
Visible sometimes, only in the sun, only in the daylight.
A follower, an intruder, a stalker, unknown, follows my steps, whether quick or slow.
Quickening my pace, breathing with all might, the ghastly figure follows, not losing my sight.
Panting for air, oxygen, I cry, what’s happening, so quick, so fast; panic grips, sweating, cold chill trails through me, I cry, this can’t be right.
I pause, stop, holding with a blizzard of thoughts arguing my fate.
The sun calms its heat and rays of sunlight,
The stranger slowly fading, whispering with warmth;
‘set down your guard, I’m a friend not a foe,
my life is tied, to your end’.
Lovingly Your shadow