Shadows are haunting me,
keeping me from living,
circling and twirling around me
refusing to let me escape.
They're here to anguish me,
for living here so sanely.
They want my blood and everything
that keeps me living.
They sink into my heart
and grasp it tightly.
For I cannot breath
and smell as I used to.
There's only one decided option
and it all relies on God.
But what can he do,
to stop me,
from ending my life.
Author notes
Past experiences of life can haunt you in the future. This is the theme for this poem.
Written August 7th, 2006
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