Inside My Shadows

Often staring into our own shadows is like a black fog. It calls to us and tells us we are worthless. And then kill us inside.

My dreams fade with light

Watching the black mist roll by

 

I wonder what it could have been

Watching the black mist roll by

 

I run my hand over the scars on my wrists

Watching the black mist roll by

 

No soothing can stop these tears

Watching the black mist roll by

 

I wonder if anyone knows I’m here

Watching the black mist roll by

 

It calls to me, as I am

Watching the black mist roll by

 

And my cold body lies on the sand

Watching the black mist roll by

 

The mist claims another soul, who was

Watching the black mist roll by

Author's Note

This is a chant poem. It has no rhyme scheme. Just one line that is repeated in each stanza.

Reviews

[MoriartyMesa]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=exeWDCGebMQ I felt some county in your words

[Mike Wolfe]

I never looked at it quite that way before, and I see exactly what you're saying. It's so interesting to see how other people interpret what you write!

[Hailey Shay]

Your work is poetic beauty, along with your other pieces. This is a darker piece but eloquently written and something I can appreciate because I myself write some dark stuff as well. Great job, as you always do.

[Nicole Williams]

this is pretty haunting.
I feel like "watching the black mist roll by"
will be in my head for awhile.
beautifully written ^_^

[Lily Mae]

I love this..the chant allows you to dive into the depth of emotion.. excellent write..xo