Shadow

My shadow is filled
with heavy echoes

Sorry,
not
feeling
quite
myself
Haunted
with the flavour
Of melancholy blues
Suicide stripes
with razor
teeth

I’m lost in a personal hell

No saving grace
Or
Escaping the true fate
That I myself
have forged

There are no answers
Or secret keys
My shadow is filled
with heavy echoes
Reverberating MADNESS
that only I

must endure

I have fallen in
With quicksand
Heavy tar pits of
Ancient molasses

That killed beasts
Much stronger
and bigger than me


Where is this voice
this voice of pain
coming from….

Internal
External

what forces are at play

I’ve witnessed soldiers fall
In my dreams
And
at my feet

We once shared breath
the essence of life
laughing beneath the moon
drinking
forgetting under
the stars

I now realize

That it won’t be long

Before I join the
Others
In twisted fate

Kool numb emptiness
Fills my bones

Where will I be

when I say my final
Goodbye

Published by 🌙 Crescent Moons 🌙

Poet, Author, Musician, Spiritual Alchemist, Magick

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