In the dark
I see things
Shadows that don’t exist
But in my mind they are real
As real as me standing here today
The shadows move
In the darkness
Sneaking
Hiding
Toying with my eyes
Are they real?
Am I real?
The shadows emerge when I least expect them
Scaring me
I doubt myself
I doubt my sight
The images I see can't be real
But then why do I see them
Sneaking
Hiding
Lurking in the dark
Waiting
For me
To see them
And question myself
And everything I know.