The Land of Shadows

Beyond the realm of light,
Where shadows rule the night,
Lies a land of twisted fears,
Where nightmares take flight.

A path made of twisted vines,
Leads me through the eerie gloom,
As I search for the source of my fears,
In this surreal, shadowy room.

I see a lake of blackened ice,
Filled with the reflections of my doubts,
And a forest of twisted trees,
Whispering secrets that I can't tune out.

A castle made of shadows,
Loom in the distance far,
And I can hear the echoes,
Of the things I wish to banish.

As I wander through this land,
I am met with a sense of dread,
For in this place, my fears are real,
And the shadows loom ahead.

But as I delve deeper into the darkness,
I begin to understand,
That my fears are simply a part of me,
And that I have the power to take command.

I come upon a door,
That leads me back to reality,
I step through, with a sense of empowerment,
And a newfound sense of clarity.

For in the Land of Shadows,
I have faced my darkest fears,
And though it was a surreal journey,
It has helped me to conquer my tears.