shadows

Silently walking
haunting our days
never talking
It knows our ways
Planning our ends
So it can be free
growing along bends
looking so much like me.
Putting nightmares in our dreams
While its dark patterns weave
In between the seams
Of our brains
Shadows Drive the mind insane.

well, im terrible at critiqes for poetry... so ill just say

I really like it, the rhyming was good and it was really good but I thought that at the end it kinda stopped with an awkward line But I dunno..

I think it's good. The flow is well put and the depth, the very heart of the poem is amazing. You may be part of it. You never know.