Shadow
Outside I got a lonely twin
One that's stuck to my feet,
Grows depending on the light
And has been my friend for life.
But when I go inside
He goes away to hide
Hide from his bullies
The nasty ones, the uglies.
Everywhere I go they go
Plastered all along the walls
None of them grow or falls
They stand there, still
Shushing my thoughts to bail
At night it's the worst
I see them everywhere.
Wide and thin as a crack
Big or short like a stool
They watch me
They always have
But I'm not too sure if they really judge me.
But, by their demanding
Paper thin petite postures,
I know they shouldn't be messed with
My own shadow cowers behind me
While my sins gang up against me.
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Thorns of Life
PoetryVOLUME 1 If time could turn back in clocks Maybe then I'd free you from those locks If time travel were possible To the past, for you I would go I would save you from yourself Give you some helpful advice I wish I could do things differently, Maybe...
