My Own Shadow Frightens Me
Facing the light I am so afraid
I cannot even look down -back
It haunts me so bad
Sometimes, perhaps my bad luck
Each morning, sometimes I have to look up
Otherwise I will be haunted to death
I cannot even look down
Always afraid to face myself
Sometimes I don't look in either side
Always afraid of my own shadow
Memories of dark days in store
Not brave enough to take responsibility
When all is well maybe noon
Or the clouds have me shield
I feel so free like a bird ...
I tell you, I can really breathe
Only happy a moment it disappears
But only for a little while -again it reappears
There is no way I am to be left alone
It remain to taunt me for eternity
My own shadow has turned into a dark house
Which is haunted by the ghosts
Sometimes I be trapped inside
No hope of sun just a waned moon
Like the most, I got myself excused often
The shield of deliberately mistakes
Yet my shadow had come to haunt me
And get me chained to myself
Copyright © Robert Isaacs Chiwala | Year Posted 2022
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