I try to escape,
he keeps pace with me,
I try to lose him in alleys, but he climbs the walls.
I see him for what he is,
he is all my evil, all that I have done.
my feet can only carry me so fast.
I thought for some time I could escape him.
I thought that he could not follow me into the dark,
Whenever I entered a lightless abyss
I was the free, I was not watched by his faceless glare,
I could do as a pleased and live without his judgmental presence,
I could shake my past and live free
I could finally live in the present,
I believed he was gone, but he surely would meet me again,
when the light would show me who I am
I then realized in the dark he didn't follow me,
he became me.
He doesn't remind me of the evils I commit in the dark,
he is the evil I commit in the dark.
He shows everyone my flaws,
that I am human,
that I am not transparent.
That secrets lie in my heart and mind, beneath my skin.
I can see that running is useless,
escaping your past is like losing your shadow.
Even if at times you can hide it,
it will always follow you.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Shadows
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