Shadows linger ‘round every corner.
Some are kind,
and some are cruel.
They all have something to say.
When my anxiety is high,
they tend to be ruthless.
When I seek refuge within
the Shadows can be sympathetic and friendly.
I have no control over my Shadows.
I am bound and chained
to my dark past.
All the Selves that Disappeared
have their own sob stories.
As for me?
The current Self?
I have my stories too,
but lately I am lost.
A loneliness that continues to grow,
a desperation for companionship,
and the tiniest spark of hope.
Somehow things will change,
though I know not,
how or why.
Am I stronger than my Shadows?
Will my loneliness consume?
I am more than just the Darkness,
For I have my own light too.
Let Hope spark a brighter Light,
That within me will shine and glow.
Maybe then I won’t be lonely,
And the Shadows will leave me alone.
About the Creator
Kittiari Clark
I've always had a love of books and writing. Most of what I will post is poetry, because I have a lot of emotions that need a safe outlet. I want to be a published author someday, and hope you all can help encourage me on my journey!
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Comments (1)
I think we're all haunted by shadows to a degree. Also, it probably feels like shadow are "brighter" or more intense when you're alone, because then you're the only one the shadows are "haunting." Light is what creates shadows so if your light is brighter, the shadow may become more intense