Shadows
SHADOWS…
My past is only a shadow, of who I use to be
I moved into the light, to embrace a better me
But every now and then, dark movements catch my eye
I believe it’s the stalking shadows, of all my yesterday’s gone by
They’re always creeping, searching around, to find a way back in
To rid me of self-worth, and to bore doubt under my skin
However, I now know, how to battle the dark emotional things
I just step into the sunlight and blind them with my new found wings
2018©KGPetrone
Copyright © Kris Petrone | Year Posted 2021
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