shadows

Written by: belinda morgan

Feeling a twinge of wretchedness
From my ugly past.
I was plagued by misery and 
treated like old dirty trash.
While existing in a dark cage in 
my own afflicted mind.
Despair, disgust and fear was 
not hard to find.
Lost, as stygian shadows crawl 
upon my soul.
Only a pretender as I played my 
role.