The Shadow

This is a short poem about our shadow selves. I may add more to it, this is what I have for now.

We all have a shadow,

We endeavor to hide,

Shyness and sadness,

and struggles with pride.

We play out the roles

Others want us to be

We only reveal

what we want them to see.

But what would it look like,

Instead of the games,

We opened our souls,

And embraced all our shame.

What if we invited,

Our shadow to stay,

To come out of hiding,

And into the day.

With less of a struggle,

Our lives would unfold,

With beauty and lightness,

Both truthful and bold.

Reviews

[The Iron Horseman]

This is very nicely done; I like it. I would be cautious about your conclusion, though. It might work that way in an ideal world, but in the real world you might open yourself up to all kinds of unexpected cruelty!