Fleeing Shadow Poem by John Filip Pettersson

Darkness flees from you, that's why your shadow ran away.
Yet time and time again chasing after, searching for pain.
Leaders of the hoards of happiness hopplesly alone and empty,
a boyish unparabol greed were not even emotions can get away.

If happiness let you fly, will emptiness allow levitation?
Is the difference sutthel? Or a hard mile of suffering apart,
but still means to the same end. Exelliation through body at cost
of mind. Howering above citys, indiffrent to the notion of life.