A Haunting Reality

The shadows lingering in the passing light,

as colorful sunsets end with shades of gray,

bringing with it the onset of a lonely night,

one wants to stay close, afraid to even stray.

Mysteries of life and death in the cold dark,

create confusion which holds a piecing fear,

surrounded yet suddenly, alone in the park,

never knowing whether to run or shed a tear.

Hearts pound with a loud, quick paced beat,

mighty wind howling in the cold chilled air,

frozen still, unable to even move your feet,

grasping to hold on and not be lost in despair.

Shadows prancing, dancing upon the wall,

casting monsters and demons from our mind,

such hideous ghostly figures stand ever tall,

spirits of the darkness lost in endless time.

Any given night can hold the anguish and pain,

thoughts stewing within our own mortal plane,

transcends from reality wondering if we are sane,

while in the darkness we fall victims to our shame.

Samuel E. Stone, Copyright© 2007, All Audiences