In the shadows
Twenty-four
I’m just a ghost, not longing to be seen.
I hide in the shadows, observing the chaos.
I’ve brought sadness to the man I stalk; I’ve witnessed the life drain from him.
He constantly shouts into the wind.
“When will my suffering end?”
“When will you leave me alone?”
But I am him. He is me.
We feed from each other.
Only one thing can break our bond:
COMPLETE SURRENDER
If he admits I exist, I will crush the curse.
Because no one - not even I - wants to be the ghoul that destroys a life.
By denying me, his suffering will continue.
By accepting me, I will free him.
What will he do?