Shadow
I am but a mere shadow,
Walking very long halls,
In a giant manor,
It is built of stone walls.
I find myself going in circles,
Round and round each corridor,
My feet make no sound,
Upon the stone made floors.
Silence beckons me,
As I have no voice,
Where the silence leads me,
I seem to have no clue, nor any choice.
The walls all appear the same,
As darkness is all I see,
There is something missing,
Or perhaps someone, who should be here with me.
I feel soulless,
A black hole in a forever night,
And I will remain this way,
Until things are made right.
Floating the halls,
Of an empty manor,
A soulless shadow,
Searching out her Master.