A Poem by Catherine Drake

To beguile my mind
To tell a soul
Is worse than jumping
In a lake
Of hot coals

For I am the shadows
Who see all beneath
Who lerks and who judges
The minds who I seek

I am the aftermath
Growing inside
How about you come in?
I can give you a ride.

© 2017 Catherine Drake

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Catherine Drake
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It's a nice poem. The choice of words is amazing. Short but a great poem. Keep writing!!!

Posted 1 Year Ago

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Added on March 14, 2017
Last Updated on March 14, 2017
Tags: Shadows, sadness, self, motivation, inspiration, contest, death, afterlife


Catherine Drake
Catherine Drake

Annville, PA

I was once told i was the only thing keeping a man alive, now poetry is the only thing keeping both of us. more..