My Book of Poems

Shadow

My shadow does not match my shape

I hide my thoughts in the dark, scared of the light that could be shed

My perfect shape, an unassuming sheep

A perfectly shaped shield

To protect my shame

My mind might be limitless, but my body is chained

My lines are written on my cheek

To keep me in check, I mustn't cheat

Though my true self has never changed

I'm still the same child

I feel as though I'm going to choke, but I still keep my true self deep in this chamber

My life feels like I'm being dragged behind other peoples whims

My real and fake emotions mix together until I can't tell which is which

Horrid thoughts come in the night, like a whisper

I'm at the point of saying whatever

Is struggling to keep going even worth while

The words in my head are thorny

Constantly plummeting, that my plans will thwart

I know I shouldn't entertain thoughts like these

Like I'm standing on a wire, razor thin

But I continue on, I mustn't think

Because I'm ok, my skin is thick

I won't thaw