Shadows and Mirrors

When the shadow reflects in the mirror. It reflects something dear and close. But a shadow is still a shadow. A fading memory. It only haunts you and when it dose it possesses with out a touch, and the heart weakens. I look in this mirror and only see my past. Which was nothing but pain. Why dose this shadow haunt me? Why can’t it go back with the rest of the darkness. Echoing in my head trying to get back in. I can’t let this shadow in. It has taken too much from me.My heart is becoming the fading memory. I can’t let it die. Tears come to my eyes. Fortune falls and my door has opened , yet when I walk in I leave it open to the past, and I wonder will it last, or will I let it come to a crash.This shadow craves my heart. For it knows its strong, wants it to belong, but it is wrong. It whispers and then fades and waits back in its shade. Set a trap and let you come…..Undone. I know its there. I can feel its presence. My heart beats faster an faster. I know what you want. No shadow you have had it before, and I look away and shut the door.

Shadows and Mirrors

rysandamist

Hobbs, United States

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The is a poam about the shadow of my formal self. How I faced it and what damage it had done. I had faced this shadow many times before and thats what the open door represents. I need to learn how to shut it and face the future.

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