The Shadow

A poem I wrote in high school

Trees, swing, rock garden

shed by the metal fence,

everything in its place

I shift my eyes to the woods just beyond my backyard

something was different:

the red-orange sunset bled into the background

a tall shadow lurking behind the trees

creeping towards my window with each step

its came nearer, its features now clear

I had seen this shadow before and I knew how powerful it was

It reached out beckoning for me to come closer

My eyes grew wide as it reached my window

the sound of my heart pounding was deafening 

I gathered every last drop of power I had left

With a surge of energy I threw myself towards the window

Smash! Glass flew in every direction

When I unshielded my eyes I saw that evil shadow falling

The glass shredding it into nothing

I looked down, examining my body, not finding one scratch

I smiled to myself and proudly walked away

I was finally happy

And misery had died without its company