My Shadow
My shadow
My shadow
A bittersweet encounter with loneliness
As it flirts with the traction of my heels
Our companionship mirrors my solitude
A paradox that endures the medium of time
And ricochets off synapses in the cloudy dome
In the sunlight it is unnerving
To know it is the only one around
A place where no thoughts can trip its footsteps
Yet in the dark it sees a peace
Where I cannot see it
My shadow
Reminding me I am simply human
A small, lean dot
Moving across terrains of a pointillism world
Existence is a sure thing
Such as the presence of a friend
It assures me I am alone
Breathing on in the absence of sorrow
Oh, my favorite anomaly
My shadow
My shadow
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What else should people know about me? Wellllll...... I first started writing when I was 5 years old. I initially wrote short stories for every holiday. The older I got, the longer my stories were as well. A few years ago, I branched out to my current passion: poetry. Now I write poetry more than anything else and use it to vent pretty much every emotion. I never miss a chance to thank the man upstairs for the gift of words. :)
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