[ WP ] You live in a world where people 's shadows show who they truly are at their core . Some shadows look like monsters , some look like animals . You are the only person in the world with no shadow .

As my heart races towards the clubhouse beat 
 
 the shadows crawl across my feet. 
 
 foul creatures that shout, and hoot, and scorn 
 
 frolicking about until the morn. 
 
 and do these creatures know that their monstrosity 
 
 contradicts their counterpart's philosophy? 
 
 To behave as if they're filled with good and love 
 
 while the claws of their shadows slash at the walls above 
 
 blinking in and out with the sound of the base, the flash of a strobe 
 
 creatures to which mask a frightful face, I've seen it all around the globe. 
 
 But if there's one place to where I've seen shadows naught 
 
 is resting at the seams of where my body ends and the world begins. 
 
 An arm pulls around my shoulders and in my hand is placed a shot. 
 
 `` The finest drink'' to which this man boasts. 
 
 Trustworthy he seems, but not his host. 
 
 A standing wolf with double heads 
 
 one of somber, one of dread. 
 
 So I shrug and say `` what the hell?'' 
 
 I down the drink, I hear him yell. 
 
 `` Whooo-Hoo! Come on, let's dance'' 
 
 My hand is embraced by his physical form 
 
 While the heads of his shadow sprout a sharp-cornered horn. 
 
 And in the dance floor my body feels light 
 
 my eyelids droop, my throat feels tight. 
 
 His arm reaches around my back 
 
 and upon my ass I feel a smack. 
 
 I pull away, I turn to flee 
 
 but his arms disrespect my plea. 
 
 They pull me back until we're locked in an foul embrace 
 
 his cheek is pressed against my face. 
 
 his sweaty skin, his liquored breath 
 
 his burly hands begin to caress 
 
 across my bossom while my eyes see less. 
 
 My vision blurred, my body weak 
 
 the last I see is his demon wink. 
 
 
 Hours pass before I awake 
 
 by the light which marks the dawn. 
 
 A puddle of grime I find my face 
 
 my body bruised, my panties gone. 
 
 I sit up trying to recoup 
 
 and unto the alley wall a shadow groups. 
 
 It stares at me with a faint expression 
 
 an infant born from this transgression. 
 
 
 
 
 

