Sometimes the shadows tell you they're friends
Under cover of the night they wear
Friends to support
Friends to take care
Endless promises endlessly unkept
Reality bites with teeth so sharp
Instead of nurture they break your heart
No rules, no hope, no sorrow saved
Gone are the dreams that once you craved

Shadows hold so many secrets. They wait in the corners, watching all that you do. Remembering. Waiting.

What do you think they wait for? Are they doing this, or are they the memories of the day, waiting for light to send them on their way to their afterlife?