Standing in the shadows
Feeling like I belong
Never understanding
What was so wrongEmbracing the darkness
As it conceals me
It's my armor
My shield My sanctuaryHearing things I shouldn't hear
Seeing things I couldn't bear
Others act perfect in the light
But all is revealed when they're out of sightBringing their skeletons out to play
For they could never see the light of day
Tarnishing the patterns, mystery and beauty
Destroying what they failed to seeThe silence of the shadows calls to me
The anticipation, thrill and mystery
Listening to the sweet melody of the wind
As it softly caresses my skinInhaling the sweet scent of freedom
With a hint of beauty
Enjoying every moment
Feeling totally free
The shadows we're meant for me
YOU ARE READING
Beyond what the world sees
PoesíaUnexpressed feelings never die, but words give them new life....