Shadow

No matter where I go, the shadow follows suit. 

It hovers over me like a menacing dark cloud. 

I try endlessly to start anew,

But to my past I am forever bound. 

The shrill cries of my former self echo throughout my brain,

Begging desperately for guidance.

But I cannot revisit my inconsolable pain,

So, I remain broken, in silence. 

I thrust my body into the wall of regret, 

Furiously pursuing its demolition. 

But the stone etchings have long been set - 

I am a man on a hopeless mission.

The cries are growing deafening - 

Tabula rasa, I beg of you! 

I don't want to be nothing - 

Let me start anew!