Shadows.

My demons call out for me occasionally.
Beckoning me to my past.
But my demons can’t reach me anymore.
Even when the path of least resistance seems like a welcome one.
No. All that’s left of my demons are their shadows.
And I haven’t lost my way. Not again.
Their shadows play on my walls as reminders. Nothing more. Nothing less.
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