It scares me
The shadow...
The shadow of someone who was once there
For me?
Who knows now...
For who and for who not the shadows cared,
Feel like sharing everything with the shadow
But when search for it,
Where is it?
Why can't see it clearly in front
Can only feel in the side on a certain distance gazing at me
It's here but it's not
Like a creep sometimes
It scares me
The shadow...
Some of it is inside me
And some parts not
Inner is scared from it
Outsider quietly watch
The shadow once cared for me
But now it feels worse
The shadows...
These are dead
But also dead not,
Time already went away
Fear remains in throat
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Author:
the_leafgirl008 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I\\\'m not an expert in writing poems and this is my first poem too \r\nFor me the gaze can define so many things, it can be a loved someone, a hobby or passion...\r\nIdk but I think it illustrates how a good thing can turn into nightmare sometimes...
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Comments1
like how open and honest you are
thanks for sharing,
(Why can't *I* see it clearly 'in front'
*maybe before/ahead of me
might work better?
or maybe 'see it in plain sight'?*)
just some suggestions
forgive me, if you find my comment
in any way, negative
please, consider it the mistake of a well meaning, fool
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