Living in My Own Shadow

My own worst enemies are a team of my own personal inhibitions and demons.

It is so dark here,

though not by design,

shadowed by a colossus,

a reverse homunculus looms,

over the tiny light below,

struggling to breathe under foot,

at the creation of this demon.

 

As home is built from the shade,

using the only materials to bare,

all moves overshadowed,

silent figure with burning eyes,

ever watching my every move,

judging my every step,

giving no quarter when asked.

 

The eclipsed light escapes,

silhouetted by trepidatious fears,

time spent looking for an out,

from under a deeper shade of me,

stalked by a constant gloom so close,

hunted for the skin left bare,

shamed by my own devices.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

So many people are looking for a time spent looking for an out, an escape and a resolution from shades and shadows. What is built could be a reflective of inside materials. Excellent...:)...............

[Wynter Ignatius]

This and the other 3 from yesterday are part of my catharsis once again. An issue arose and I dealt with it in words as I often do.

Here lies my sanity, here is my salvation from myself.

[Sami Khalil]

Yep. You are welcome...:).................