For me my shadows
once were real people,
They walked and talked
like you and I,
Their realm was a breath away
from my sanity.

A day came when the wall’s fell,
my shadows became nothing but smoke,
an illusion lost forever.

I mourn for my lost
realm, of shadows and smoke.

I learned the value of my reality,
what normal people value and think.

Though no matter how I fake,
I am not normal
nor do I think like they,
because I suffered through
none reality on it’s blink.