Light

Looking in hindsight, the world looks jumbled, as I glance over my shoulder the shadows loom, aware not that I am the light they so desperately seek. (C)boringbug

Nothing

She called him “a shadow of his friends”, and left! Little did she know, that shadows neither have friends, nor enemies. – (c)boringbug

The Chasing Shadows

I saw a creature, hidden in the dark & brazen in light; stomping at me & stepping on me, laughing with me & walking with me, supporting me & holding onto me. No! It ain’t my shadow! I saw this creature, running with me & falling with me, jumping on me & crouching on me, following…