The shadows that follow me.
Cannot see what they are.
They call out to me
Without a voice or tongue.
I feel them in my Mind
Like they are easedropping
On my every thought
And memory.
Looking for something
A key to unlock them
From their unmerciful destiny.
Trapped in a place
I too will be joining them soon.
They have lost everything
To become ugly
misunderstood creatures
That will never be able to escape.
Maybe they need my past.
Thoughts, memories to use
As their own to keep them from
Disappearing, from even their demon
Inside them.
Afraid of some horrible death coming
For them that they have already
Suffered.
The place I call hell is what they
Call home.
They need me to keep them from
The place they fear and call hell.
I am their hero.
Security.
Their shelter from their world.
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My Poems
PoesiaThis is a book filled with all of my poems that have been published on here. they each tell as story but all together are not connected or in any specific order. Just a book of randon poems of all different genres.
