joesuburbia

There is a lurking shadow i cannot see,
The transparent darkness cast no shade,
Visibility of this restriction of light
dwells within, confined, hidden, ignored.

The creature of silhouette dwells upon freedom,
Beyond is restricted quarters lies the potential victim,
This victim is no further then my flesh, my nerves,
The creature is me, my Mr. Hyde.

My potion is no fluid concoction,
Control has no department of enforcement,
Once free havoc will rain, circulating system with no blood only pain,
If emancipated this creature will bring war, civil uprising, revolution in Freuds land.

Not this time, no escape my Alcatraz will, bars of Kevlar,
My shadow that does not cast, the silhouette without boundaries, lies in wait, the time is soon.
My battle has no front, no armored support, will of atomic strength is my Appomattox.