My Shadowlands
In the forest of my mind
Between the trees and sunlit glades,
There are paths I dare not take
Hidden, somewhere in the shade.
Sometimes I glimpse fleeting shadows
Apprehension floods my mind,
At arms length I keep such thoughts
Afraid to face what I may find.
So I choose to walk in sunshine
My shadowlands I bury deep,
For if I wander, if I stray,
I'm afraid I will forever weep.
Copyright © Gary Smith | Year Posted 2019
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