I understand it’s hard—
to have a shadow
that doesn’t disappear at night.

I haunt your mind
with worry,
with desperation.

It’s a burden now—
one you’re too frail to carry.

Your feet tremble as you walk.
Your mind escapes into chaos.
But your words shine—
they pierce through
my tough skin,
and leave me bleeding.

My eyes are heavy now.
I will shut them tight.

It’s okay.

We’ll meet again.
There’s a special place
where shadows
don’t form.