Shadow

I counted myself a man a while.
I walked amongst men
I spoke as a man

You then showed me I was not.
I was a mans shadow.
I passed through the things I thought I could change.
My voice was a silence in the night.
My will was as the will of the dead.
Full of ash and ruin.
The iron long run off.
Forged in chains I did not see
Until I tried to soar
Above your contentment with contempt
and indifference.