SHADOWS

A poem about dealing with life's difficulties

SHADOWS



Like film, I develop in the dark,




I sit here wondering when my difficulties will end,




Problems on a continue loop,




While sand is running out the hourglass.




Life was once technicolor, vivid




Now, I’m stuck in black and white.




He creeps on me like Nosferatu




I close my eyes trying to make the vampires go away,




Will you bury me in the graveyard with the others?




Well at least I’ll have the shadows.