The Darkest Shade Of Black

My Shadow Stranger.

The shadow that is now strange to me explained here is myself from a different time haunting me to repossess my body.

I have been followed around for a while now,

I don't know how she manages to find out where,

There is a particular demand in that frown of hers,

It is as if I had left her and she orders me to take her back,

She is my shadow my reflection of a past, yet so different,

Unlike the weak thy self my body possesses, 

This orderly spirit is someone who can turn around mountains,

But somehow my body is too weak or afraid to break of it's strength,

That refuses and the shadow just persist to follow me like a stranger,

She is me, but unknown and unwilling to heed,

Maybe the only way to get rid of this haunt is to submit to the will.

Character is not something you can lose in one day, it would come back and taunt you until you accept the mistakes and enforce it back!

Chaahat