I Killed My Shadow [03-10-01]
I killed my shadow.
Wonder how?
He came lurking,
like he did-
always staining
my sad footsteps.
Holding my dark
knife in one hand.
He'd meant
that blade for me.
He was silent.
That, I taught him.
But I killed him
as I died.
Somehow, somewhere,
I remember
shallow people
asking blandly -
but who cares
about the future,
when what follows
is erased?
My sad footsteps
no one follows;
my sad hist'ry
no one echoes..
my depression
no one masters;
my own colors
no one stains.
I can't live
with silent shadows -
they all laugh
around me now.
They all shake
those curs-ed tresses,
marking me with their
duresses,
Do you see
the error now?
Do you see
your finger bleed?
Blood unfettered
by the victims..
blackened ink
brings misery..
I am silenced
in their darkness;
in my shadow's
victory.
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