Shadows

I know the shadows in my home.
Or maybe in my room.
Sometimes I see them at night.

And I wonder if they are evil.
I watch them in wonder.
With thoughts confused,medieval.

Sometimes they watch me from the corners at night.
But I am not scared.
And I do not feel fright.

Because I know shadows exist for a reason.
They are formed sometimes by the sun.
No shadow exists for no reason.

Maybe it was the sun that casted the shadows at day.
And our inner darkness at night.
Maybe they are there to keep the evil spirits away.

Or make you feel fright.
But I know they are not all evil.
They are just misunderstood,true.

I'm not scared of the shadows medieval.
Because they keep and hide the truth.
They form from our actions and thoughts.

And memories,events in our lots.
They are there to keep you company at day.
And make sure you sleep peacefully at night.

How do I know they are not all evil,you ask?
Well,to explain it would certainly be a task.
But not all of them have evil inside them.

You just need to understand.
The way they formed,the way they protect us.
No matter how or when they bend.

I know they look creepy and evil.
And you'd rather avoid.
But not all of them are.

They formed from the pain and memories medieval.
And are kinder than you think they are.
They are hiding because they are scared.

Hiding,because they are misunderstood.
One was judged,or mistaken.
It's how they become who they are.

Another is hurt,with emotions deep like the ocean.
Or maybe judged for who they are.
They are hiding because they are scared.

The ones who once had a lit fire.
As they slowly start to burn.
That is how shadows among us form.

Judged and mistreated by the norm.
Abandoned when they show their true form.
You see now why not all shadows are evil.

They watch over us as we sleep.
Ones with emotions,very deep.
Sleep peacefully in your bed.

Shadows will wipe the tears you shed.