via Daily Prompt: Panacea

I needed a Cure

Nothing was Sure

Natural Herb

Wasn’t Legal

It Panacea my Health

Took out What

No one was Sure

I had the Cure



Surrounded by his presence

I feel unpleasant

He my heart

I became his Shadow

As he walks from the light

I began to Fade

Days continue I stand in the mist

He’s heart is so pure

I had to give him more

Shadow remains hidden

As he walks from the light

I remain alone in the Distance

A Shadow fading with time.