A Friend in Shadow

Often I sit in the wake of a shadow
And ponder the dreams of days gone by.
My wanderings stray to the land of life,
Where perception's illusions
Lure most to it's traps.

What I see to most are dark...
With few words do I speak...
Most find me hesitant
Or skiddish at best.

In shadows I find solitude
And in the night my spirit
Finds it's release.

Where most see bodies
Of mere flesh and bone,
I see what hearts beat
And intentions lurk underneath.

Some say I am mystic
Or a cleric of sorts,
They label the unknown
And what some fail to understand.

Must I be some monster
That lurks in the dark?
All things from the shadows
Aren't all evil in heart.

Though words may cut deep
And some actions offend,
Remember those shadows
I find my peace in.

My heart is wide open
For whom I call friend.
Like chuckie once said,
"I'm your friend to the end"

Fadedspirit 10/30/2008

boy, you're on a roll as of late-another great poem.

i agree well done

Thanks pkd....creativity has it's moments I believe. It also helps to be inspired as well.

Eek! yer both gangin up on me! lol That's ok though, it's kinda fun.

Thanks kc.