Rasenryu

We are the forgotten ones left within the shadows, at rare moments you get an inkling of our presence, when you think you are alone and the hair on the back of your neck stands on end, you turn around only to find nothing, awakening in the night unnerved, believing someone was standing beside you watching you breathe. Even so you try to deny us, to push us away like bad memories, we are unwanted, but the darkness is ours, static on your arms as we brush against you, sometimes in nightmares we come. In the light of day it all seems fine, and you attend to your lives which are refused to us, but there are always hidden pl