Shadows...
clinging along
like old memories
and that unsung song.
       Like pain, agony
       all mixed in one
       and those memories...
       of that special someone.

Shadows...
that don't drift apart
that have been there
right from the start.
        That don't fall away
        when the day shines bright
        that crouch in corners
        for our weary sight

Shadows...
that shape us, form us,
and that may at times,
even **** us.