I was born from the mouth of eternity,
a rip upon reality, a crushing of its fragility.
I was not supposed to be.
I am not meant to walk these lands.
I was never supposed to witness your seas.
I am shadows. I am the light taken away.
I am darkness in the passages
of some book you will never see.
I was born from the ashes
of a previous day
like a new sun rising at dawn
then exploding into yesterday,
leaving behind
only memories of light
flittering through
the shades of history.
I left the scattered dust of my past
like the fractured glass of the galaxy.
I let it cut into the fleshy world we inhabit
whilst I let the world bleed me.
I was born
from screams
and bad dreams,
from the aching void
between tears that weep.
I am the shadow man.
No light can breach my skin.
I’m the man in black,
almost invisible
until I want to be seen.
I was born.
No. Ripped from a world
that cannot exist.
A place where only darkness emits.
Where light is a blip on the universal charts,
and only ice grows in people's hearts.
I belong to a place
that is not of these sands
I belong to the space
in between the grains that sift
through the hands.
For I am
the shadows
that fall where you stand.
I am the shadow man,
the man in black,
the creature you fear
when you hear a sound behind your back.
The bump in the night.
I devour the light,
I unsettle the air,
I destroy all good,
with a smile and a leer.
Never turn your back,
for I will replace the shadow
walking your path
then you'll never escape the grasp
of the dreaded man in black
as I leach at your life
until your very last gasp.
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Peace, Love & Poetry
Kyle
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