Chapter 55: Shadow

The shadow of man made mortal
The coil was Vortal
The depths of every soul
My brother was a shadow
Permeable and pretending to grow
His reality altered to meet his situation
Her truly faltered in his escalation
Seeking the innocent and the secret
Piercing them as they met
Breaking every barrier he came upon
Seeking them out, a game he won
Till he came to the queen of the season
To which he was as true as treason
While always seeking new comforts
Unable to understand another’s hurts
He made her heavy with possibility
And when he was made aware
He fled to avoid care
Most love the shadow
More than the man
He had no real plan
My brother was a shadow
Who let his burdens go
Falling towards awaiting ground
Now no shadows may be found
They love the shadow more than the man
People want what they can’t have
He chose to give up, he just ran
Untouchable, unreachable, merely half
Always a shadow never more