My Shadow Poem by Deborah Ashdown

My shadow is my imaginery ego.
You secretly follow every-where I go.
My inseperable companion, my friend.
A threatening influence, a fiend.

Why do you haunt me and scare me so?
I am tearful.
I am fearful.
I sence your lurking presence,
intimidating me so.

Like a prowler, ready to pounce.
Drained of my self confidence, my energy,
ounce by ounce.

I desperately ned to perceive you,
to be aware.
You are a coward, show yourself,
if you dare.

Unexpectedly, I rapidly turn to catch sight of you.
trembling, vomit rising to my throat,
damn you.

Shocked, chilled to the bone, unable to move.
You also stand there, mocked, desperate to move.
All this time, you quietly taunted me.
You were my stalker, taunting me.
Not my shadow, protecting me.

Go, I am frightened no more.
from this day forward,
it, s me and my own shadow.