Shadow World Poem by Kurt Barekman

shadows dancing bright
volume rising, what a fright!
your anger flowing over me
nipping and scratching with so much glee
i don't know how much longer i can take it
fear coursing through my veins, quit, Quit, QUIT! !
your blows of hate and pain be no more
for i am walking out this door
never to come back to the shadow world
where my life and reality are twirled
given in favor for a darkness so dank
from now in you shall draw a blank