Points.

I was walking, towered by the city lights holding up the darkness of the sky,
The combination of shelter producing a clone of my matter
Still shadows follow me on my left.. One clear, and one vague.
I kept on looking at them following me. With my heart beating faster than ever. I felt scared and unsure of my own shadow. As I feel that being a lone would be safer. Why was I scared of the light against myself in the still darkness?

I wanted to be the only moving object of existence.
I didn't want to be accompanied by the darkness that I produced.

I walked further and faster.
I focused the front and slowly let my shadows drift
into the darkness.