Shadows

The shadows creep closer now,
as she looks away,
she could swear,
that they creep upon her.

It reminds her of a childhood,
a game she used to play,
she hated it then,
she loathes it now.

She wonders when the sun will rise,
to remove the darkness,
and the fear,
will it ever come?

The darkness creeps closer,
no longer hidden among a shadow,
it is bleak,
it is deep,
it isn't harmless.