A dark spot
A blank space
Nothing.
Scurrying along
Following you
Never leaving your side.
Always visible
Never touchable
Right in front of you.
Hiding in plain sight
Hiding from the light
Hiding from you.
Reach down and grab it,
You'll grab just air
For that's all it is.
Just a whisper
Devoid of life
Devoid of light
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A Collection of Poems
ПоезіяThis collection of poems is trying to reach 100! I usually write in free verse (Without or with only a few rhymes) Xox
