I Let It Be (Poem)

My shadow, just a messy thing smeared black across my back.

Mutilated, manipulated, waiting for attention.

It not only mocks my actions.

It cries at night, curses loud, and mistrusts all the good things I like.

I let it be. 

Some freedoms are earned and some are the rights of the broken.

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The picture is mine, it’s my first attempt of a picture on my daughters digital drawing pad. 

18 Comments

  1. I had never considered it a living thing, but rather a dark entity that stalks us by day and abandons us at night. You turn bravely to face it but it is gone. Perhaps it is not the shadow of death, but death itself. Waiting for an opportunity to pounce.

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  2. I had never considered it a living thing but rather a mysterious entity that stalks us by day and leaves us at the mercy of our nightmares at night. Perhaps it is not the shadow of death, but death itself. You turn bravely to face it, but it is gone. Don’t be fooled. It is waiting for the opportunity to pounce.

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  3. Or perhaps not. Let me try a third time …..
    I had never considered shadows to be living things, but dark mysteries that stalk us by day and abandon us to our nightmares at night. Perhaps they are not the shadow of death but death itself. You turn around to bravely confront them but they are gone. Be not mistaken. They are waiting for an opportunity to pounce

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    1. I had to approve your first post on my site, hence they didnt show up. I’m not entirely sure why it is that way but you’re in the clear now!

      Wow! Wonderful dark warning! Also a frightening way to view them. Yet another reason to be afraid of the night.😨
      Poetically, I think of a shadow as the parts we hide from ourselves. The worst subconscious musings and dealings of the suppressed.

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