His Rusty Cage, My Shadow (Jashin: 2)

I believe my Shadow has locked
Me away in this rusty cage,
I want to fade,
As my Shadow waits for my
Bones to heal.
They burn when they touch
The rusted steel.
I began to question my existance..
Is it, am I real?
I tear and rip apart my reality,
So I may have the ability to feel..
The Shadow stands and stares.
It's icy fingers,
Touch a strand of my hair.
My blood, turns to slush..
The phantom watches me as I fear
Tomorrow. He looks upon
Me, sitting in my rusted cage, with
His stone eyes..
My strength has gone...
I must rest..
Tired, so tired..
The Shadow drains me of life.
I must sleep now, even if I'm
Trapped in his rusted cage.
"Don't look him in the eyes!" A faint voice
Cries out... But they seem so inviting,
Despite their icy glare..
Pluck a rose,
Remember me,
Lay it on the cage,
Once I die,
Lay it in the cage for me..
This rusty, rusty cage,
Of never ending Agony...

(Part 2: To Jashin)