My friend, Shadow

In the lateness of the night, I am startled by a noise and din
There -- just outside the window, Shadow is vying to get in.
He sees me and I see him, I know my time is nigh,
Shadow is a coming, there is no where to hide.


I close the doors, and lock the sash, and pray with all my might,
but Shadow came right through the glass, to punish me tonight.
He fills my head with anguish, I shudder with despair.
Tells me life is crap, and death would be more fair.
 

All that remains is solitude; I shield my soulless, saddened eyes.
I'm lacking love, respect and gratitude;  in a world that's filled with lies.
My children are still growing up, their lives have just begun.
So I tell Shadow to go away, my race has not yet run.
 

At times like this he torments me, and talks about the end,
but in my heart I know he jests, for Shadow is my friend.
Shadow may be appear evil, malignant and very bad
however there are those times when he allows me to be glad.
 

Shadow lets me celebrate, with kids, on their birthdays
and to make them happy at special times, like Easter and Christmas day.
As long as I remember, it's for their happiness and not for mine
Shadow won't punish me, and everything will be fine.
 

Sometimes I wish Shadow gone, and hope he'd forget me,  
but then I would be truly alone....

I am lost.