the black and white of shadows

 
the night preyed on my mind
so, I prayed to my God
about the predators in my dreams
with sweet assurance they would go

still, they come to me at midnight
terrifying my dreamscapes
I don't talk about these shadows aloud
I keep them buried deep down

but still, they enter my periphery during the day
I know they're there just out of sight
I continue on my quest to seek God
prayers tumble from my lips. tears streak down my face
then I enter a place of peace

I don't know what they are
or where they come from
they leave me ill at ease

so, I come to my sacred poetry halls
after saying my prayer
to see a poet has written about them there

it is a strange coincidence that leaves me shaken
because there they were in black and white letters
a sense of deja vu comes over me
how could it be my monsters have taken breath
and entered my waking world?