I sit here in the shadows,
Watching as they walk by.
They don't give a second glance.
Going on with their busy day.
No one sees me, no one hears me.
Here in the shadows, I feel at home.
There's some comfort here for me.
They surround me and keep me safe,
Safe from harm, safe from hate,
They don't judge, they just stay.
People get swallowed up in them,
But I don't. At least, I think I don't.
I sit here without a worry.
I cry my tears without a care.
They can't even touch me here.
These shadows are my home,
My family and friends.
They talk to me, and keep me company,
While I'm alone in my head.
But aren't they inside my head?
Sink in deeper into these shadows.
Don't let them see my face.
Let the shadows become a mask.
They creep around my eyes, cheeks, and lips.
A face of beauty, a hideous waste.
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From Inside Myself
PoetryPoems I have written in my hard times and easy times. My worst and my best, close to death and one with life. Inspired by anything around me that had an impact with me the most. Words that flowed from my pen or pencil, letting my heart do the talkin...
