‘Figure in black’

In the wee hours and late into the night, I’m haunted by a ghastly figure in black. It stalks and mirrors my every move; forever lurking just behind my back. 

I stand up to face this menace. Alone I am, pretender to the brave. My wraith never responds when I demand answers, for there is no one else around to save.

The figure in black remains defiant. It mocks my fear with apathetic distain. Any attempt to reason with it falls on deaf ears. For mercy I plead, again in vain.

In the end, the truth is revealed. It never was a mortal foe. The stalker within shadows our lives, deep down all of us know. 

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About Bo Bandy

Just a creative soul trapped in a world of cookie-cutter pragmatism...
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