Literature
Shadows
When I’m alone, the shadows call to me
Whispering sweet words, beckoning me forth
I am promised many things if I follow
I am never aware that they’re lies.
Like a child, I stumble forward
Following the honey-covered lies
My hands blindly reaching, grasping for that curtain of truth
I always pull back empty hands
Reaching out again, I’m more experienced
I test the waters and tread carefully
The shadows still call
Singing sweet songs softly in my ear
I tilt my head to the right to hear their lyrics more clearly
And then I’m swept away
Taken to a new world
Still not aware that it’s false
Then I begin fallin