Shadow Poem by arvin bonbon

I dream of the day when you can have your way
Away from the being that you mimic to be
Free from the dark and gloomy void
Unhostaged, by who you treat master and lord

I wish for the moment when you can talk to me
And tell me things with brutal honesty
You’ve stalked long enough to know me well
Like contemptuous familiarity that’s bred to a kill

I wait for the time when you can hold my hand
Touch me, feel me, skin and beyond
Lay me naked to prying eyes of your scrutiny
Hasten my feet and illumine my path to my destiny

I dream.
I wish.
I wait.

When I become a shadow of me.