The Shadows. March 25, 2013
I watch the shadows dance across the wall.
Created by the flicker of the flame.
They are aware of my presence.
I know they are watching me.
Observing my every move.
Analyzing my every thought.
They lay in waiting.
Waiting for the perfect moment to rise.
To exact their plan.
To torture and torment me.
As I watch them,
they begin to exact their plot.
Taking their shapes.
Forming into my nightmares.
They chase me.
I run.
Trying to run away from my own nightmares.
I come to an edge.
The edge of an
I am a women of few words.
but many actions.
I let my mind show
before i let my heart out its true worth.
If i think that you will actually care
I will let you see me
The girl behind the logic.