Like a horror movie

Shadows who follow us in the middle of the night, we get it from movies they are a part of the fright, a combination who let us run behind, it never lets us look back, it will never give us much time

We obey and search it like it was a Queen, we hug and and caress it though it only wants us pain, we let it come closer and we push it away, the things we are searching for are our own words to say

But if we defeat it we just want more, if we can't complain then what are we made for? People who seek for other's eyes are those who are sick of their frightening lives