Shadow In The Wind Poem by shaniqua parker

I hear the figure approach me. But i dnt c it. I hear it say 2 me ' plz set me free'.
But the voice, i cant get rid of it. I try 2 run away from the voice. But than i notice the shadow. Can it b? Is it real?
I turn 2 c what cast the shadow but the figure moves w/ my beat. Maybe its juz the wind and the trees playing cruel tricks on me. But than i hear the voice again. it's in rage. It screams ' stop looking 4 me and juz set me free'.
So i say ' how can i set u free, when every1's locked down by proverty'.
Than i feel this presents within me. It feels like something trying 2 claw its way out of me. So i take a deep breath and i c the shadow in front of me. So i say ' i set u free'. Than i realize the shadow was mine. And im finally letting go of my internal demon. U c the whole time i thought it was someone else. When it was only me. And now 'im free'.
My shadow is Now in the Wind.