Shadowed Pursuit

A sharp glimpse at the grit, notice when eyes look from me. O shadow of thine, art thou content? Bound to feet. If I turned my back on all eyes that see would once strong words turn to hate? Leave it to their shoulders, a known limit. The opposite hasn't always been there, encountered a life unknowing of the entire journey. Who has the right to speak? Weakness showing, damn that frown. Siamese at the knees, I'll scratch that out. Taking the burden that I choose, relentless stubbornness. The fundamental ‘Bull’ shows itself again ..."belief." Healing the mind leaving the body behind, "You let me do this to you." That I did. Though how you see it doesn't mean it's the truth. Battle between the two, cannot help myself looking at the green From that God-forbidden concrete. Lost it...shouts ugliness, no beauty within it! Forever in need of something pure. Shadow! You got it easy, turn off any light to become one, for me, at least, the wanting to be oblivious from what one may seek.