Creeping Shadow

Alex Arnot

I watch the people walk along



Kindred, more with the dark that follows




From a vibrant world that feels so wrong



Long to consume, which I can’t swallow.


To the shadow, back I slither

Reaching for that which burns my skin

Here inside the dark I wither

With my own folly once again.


Where oblivion calls me back to rest

In somber sleep, my dreams protest.

In shackles of my own design,

I lose the key and stay confined.


Somewhere far beyond this cage

The darkness holding me shall fade


Distant dreams

Finally free

Someday soon?

No longer blue.

  • Author: Alex Arnot (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 7th, 2019 15:13
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 29
  • Users favorite of this poem: Poetic Dan
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  • Poetic Dan

    Such brilliant flow from start to end, even if was dark the was light at the end.

    In shackles of my own design,

    I lose the key and stay confined.

    That's a keeper

    Much peace and respect!

    • Alex Arnot

      Thank you! I really wanted to make this one good after my last couple were a bit lack-luster.

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