The end of an existence

From the darkness I am born
in the light I am scorned
feared, I obscure the sight
hiding things that go bump in the night

In the heat I am revered
through gaps I make things weird
I am terror and delight
I am a creature you cannot fight

I creep where the light dims
I watch over nighttime sin
I protect and hide the fallen
if you listen you can hear them calling

Living somewhere in between
I am not callous, I am not mean
I am real without existing
I am eternal, resisting

Today is the last day of my life
today I was born in calm and strife
in the light that overcomes
ends my life, I am done

Tomorrow I will rise anew
a hollow shadow watching you

© Indie Adams


I was going through some old work of mine I haven't looked at
in a long time, and came across this piece from 2011, back when
I was still a rhyming poet. Thought I'd share it here.