"Shadow."
Hidden beneath the
fears of your own
devious shadow.
Hiding gets you nowhere,
love.
Your desperation is
translucent, it can
be noticed yet it is
just one evil blur.
Yes, I block you out,
but you still cannot continue
to hide beneath the
comfort of my shelter.
And although you lie
under me, you try to
run not in realisation that
it is physically impossible
to run from me, I am
after all your shadow.
I am the darkness that follows you around, everyone can see me, though no one
can.
YOU ARE READING
poetry for delight
Poetryall the deep stuff from my dark, depressed mind. *come ye immortal thoughts from my black soul of desperation. COPYRIGHT © 2017, Keely Miller All Rights Reserved, Penalties to forgers and those who use material written by author without permis...
