Shadow's Dance Poem by Geno Flash

The Shadow's Dance

No melody is heard in this cold empty room,
Here in this desolate space.

I look out the window, at the stars aglow.
Wind blows, trees sway to and fro.

And now a strange feeling flows down my spine.
I begin to wonder what it is.
The moon comes out to reveal the answer.

In my dark dark room with only one window,
the moon shines in and is ever bright.

I see the shadows of the trees shift through my room,
but suddenly one moves the opposite way.

That tingle I felt is back again...
Theres something trickling down my spine.

Suddenly I realize the knife in my back,
the shadow that danced to a different beat.
I fall to the floor and stare at my feet.

I should've paid attention but now its too late.
Now I lie here in blood as a knife decides my fate.

A man in black stood over me...
A silver blade's the last thing i see.

Never neglect the shadow's dance,
For this breath that you take may be your last chance.

As the moonlight shines through with rays of gloom,
In the back of this empty, I wait for my doom.

By: Tyler Creed Mabry