The shadows chase me
I long to hold her close
I sympathize, but I know
I'll be drowned within her ghost
The darkened pool is rising
Bubbling enough to fry
They want me back in swimming
But, Lord, I'm just now dry
The past is chasing after me
And I don't want to go back
I'll never return to darkness
Don't let them bring me down
The past is the past
But it won't leave me be
They want to drag me down
Slowly overtaking me
No matter where I turn
They wait in old debris
Grinning with facile teeth
The past is going to bite me
(Hard, I just know it
Lord, I know it)
Shadows chase,
Don't let me fall
I long to stir the pot
But I know that I'll fall in
Bubbling up they're calling
As heat rises from shadows within
Sweet Lady help me
They're coming to get me
I long to comfort
But no, they want more
They want me miserable, too!
Author notes
Still under construction, but I wanted to share it and see what you all think.
So what's the story you think is behind this poem?
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The concept is wonderful but the flow is sketchy. Try reading it out loud as you are working on it. That helps me to keep the flow and think of words that fit better. It does start with a rhyme scheme but about stanza 3 gets muddled up.
Now the story behind this poem is about running scared from the past while it keeps dragging one back. A combination of a person and a situation that cannot be forgotten. Keep writing and I do want to read the finished product.
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I wish I thought of reading it out loud lol. Thanks! I'll message you when I'm through
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