Shadow World - Poem by Kurt Barekman
shadows dancing bright
volume rising, what a fright!
your anger flowing over me
nipping and scratching with so much glee
i don't know how much longer i can take it
fear coursing through my veins, quit, Quit, QUIT! !
your blows of hate and pain be no more
for i am walking out this door
never to come back to the shadow world
where my life and reality are twirled
given in favor for a darkness so dank
from now in you shall draw a blank
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