The Question of shadows

Are there shadows in my soul? I’m tormented by the question, maddened by the answers I looked into my face with hollow eyes. It sees straight thru to where the soul would abide. But are there shadows in my soul? Does it dwell in a place, where from reality it could hide from me you know the things that I've done, when it comes to evil, I ‘m it’s nature son. There are shadows in my soul! I heard the sounds from within, the moaning echoes of its cries. In the shadows, I feel it there; Fear, sometimes more than I can bear. Where are the shadows in my soul? Sometimes I catch a glimpse of it, Emotions trapped in a prison of its own design, only darkness lie in my soul that’s will devouring me whole Are there shadows in my soul? The sadness over whelmed me as I tried to comprehend as the sinking souls proclaim dark love With No escape from above