Through my shadows eyes

A step behind, but always ahead. I know her next step before her motor cortex can get the message out. Not many acknowledge my presence or my cause. I admire the ones I follow. I spook them when I can. The times we meet on even ground, I’m reminded of the fact that I am everything you are, and more. I know when you’re confident, you show it in the way you stand tall. I can see when you just want some peace, it’s in the way your spine carries every sigh.

People tend to think that I hold mischief and terror, but I hold personal secrets and light. I take in the spotlight, when it fries your nerves. I watch you speak your worries away, the same worries I’ve seen you carry in your curved spine I mentioned before…I cheer you on when you finally gain the confidence to stand tall. I am always going to be a part of you, your life, and genuinely your story.

I am your shadow, literally and figuratively. I have seen you cry, I have felt your anger, and I can tell when you’re in pain or beginning to feel insane.