Shadow- Benjamin Moore 2117-30

By: Sarah Maria Jerjen

Dull, dark and dangerous is what the world looks like

from above.

The eerie loneliness pervading

our hearts and souls.

Believe me.

For I have experienced this

first 

hand.

A wisp,

just a shadow

is what life is

really.

A shadow 

being chased

by the darkness

of the clouds.

The same clouds

that darken our

hearts. 

A shadow, 

hiding from the thunder

not even knowing how beautiful

the rain 

can be.

A shadow,

seeking the light

instead of running for the stars

that hold our past, and foresee

our future.

A shadow,

running to the sun,

in search of help,

when no one is there

to support.

A shadow,

oblivious to the wonders of the world

hidden by the darkness that we have to climb through 

to reach our goals.

A shadow

in search of light

like a mosquito on a 

sweltering summer night.

A shadow,

who’s destiny is the wonders

unknown by us humans,

instead of the known

that we have lived with for as long as I can remember.

Nobody knows

or wonders

what happens to a lost shadow.

They remain forgotten.

Forever.

You’re just

a shadow forever.

Until one day,

the clouds catch up. 

Then you disappear,

and remain forgotten

Unless, you run to the stars,

where your shadow might be smaller,

but will last

Forever.