I have no shadow


I am the breath that bleeds.I no longer thirst, for my sorrow feeds on the needs of a stricken heart.

On this road I have no shadow.

Living in loss I've lost the need, yet still I bleed.

I concede

Not to sorrow but to the breath.

Not to the stricken heart but to the blood.

Not to the road but to the shadow.

  • Author: Turtle (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 3rd, 2017 01:15
  • Comment from author about the poem: In our journey through life we often concede to our broken pieces.we become that which shatters what we were.I will not concede to my afflictions though I will adhere to the blood that covers me it will not rrdefine me.
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  • Tony36

    Well written and expressed

    • Turtle

      Thank you

      • Tony36


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