Shadows creep and cluster and twist and dance
Around my head,
Dancing to some unknown rhythm
They swerve and dive
They kick and scratch
They try to swallow me up.
How do I get out of this?
Find the problem, and a solution shall be made clear.
Love.
A light flicker of a shadow which sways and jumps
Inside your heart. It will make you hate yourself.
It will have you fear the world.
It is cruel, and yet,
Beautiful.
Sorrow.
The other shadows will leave this in their wake,
A trail of doubt and loathing which,
In the correct quantities,
Can kill.
It does not act alone. You must help it,
Nurture it and allow it to thrive,
Then it will turn against you
And you cannot control it.
Loneliness.
A shadow that curls and coils itself around you
Like the cold embrace of a long-gone lover.
It feeds on memories of friendship;
Of those nights spent curled up together,
The days squandered strolling hand-in-hand,
All these and more it takes and it swallows
Leaving a darkness in the sweetest of dreams.
Gravity.
For if the force were not within us,
These shadows could not manifest themselves,
They may simply float away.
But without the pull of life,
So too would we lose our dreams,
Our desires,
Taken on the breeze.
Perhaps,
Mayhaps,
There is a possibility that no true solution exists.
That if we were to give up the burdens of our
Existence,
We should also be throwing away the
Humanity.
Hope.
At once a brilliant light, but casting the darkest shadow.
A force far greater than any other,
And far more devastating.
We must cling to this, hold on
Will all our might.
Because it creates the light and the darkness
Which make us whole.
Around my head,
Dancing to some unknown rhythm
They swerve and dive
They kick and scratch
They try to swallow me up.
How do I get out of this?
Find the problem, and a solution shall be made clear.
Love.
A light flicker of a shadow which sways and jumps
Inside your heart. It will make you hate yourself.
It will have you fear the world.
It is cruel, and yet,
Beautiful.
Sorrow.
The other shadows will leave this in their wake,
A trail of doubt and loathing which,
In the correct quantities,
Can kill.
It does not act alone. You must help it,
Nurture it and allow it to thrive,
Then it will turn against you
And you cannot control it.
Loneliness.
A shadow that curls and coils itself around you
Like the cold embrace of a long-gone lover.
It feeds on memories of friendship;
Of those nights spent curled up together,
The days squandered strolling hand-in-hand,
All these and more it takes and it swallows
Leaving a darkness in the sweetest of dreams.
Gravity.
For if the force were not within us,
These shadows could not manifest themselves,
They may simply float away.
But without the pull of life,
So too would we lose our dreams,
Our desires,
Taken on the breeze.
Perhaps,
Mayhaps,
There is a possibility that no true solution exists.
That if we were to give up the burdens of our
Existence,
We should also be throwing away the
Humanity.
Hope.
At once a brilliant light, but casting the darkest shadow.
A force far greater than any other,
And far more devastating.
We must cling to this, hold on
Will all our might.
Because it creates the light and the darkness
Which make us whole.
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