The Shadows

The shadows slowly start to creep
Chilling their way up your spine
Freezing your thoughts with the misty waters
From their eyes so glossy like thos of Undyne
They read your desires, wants, and needs
Cataloging all of your full unconscience
They seek and destroy, or better yet, hide
All your whimsical thoughts and hence
Your mind is dark; a shadow so still
Like the waters of a murky midnight pond
And as you slowly start to drowned
Your mind stops being able to go beyond
Past the shadows, to your own world
A world so vivid and bright anew
Where you could play and escape for a bit
And let others escape to there with you