Shadow Men Poem by April DOWN

They reside in the corners
Form of a man black with a grey residue
They seem to watch and gather Intel
That's my only assumption

They are a figured shadow when
They flit between doorways
I blink, still there
Blink twice, blink again and
They slowly fade into the walls

A background hallucination
With no point other then to unnerve me
I learnt to control my anxiety
For if I let my heart rate rise

If I let myself my panic
I will disappear into elsewhere
For weeks at a time
At some point I wont make it out,