The Three Bodies

OH NO!
Not again!
This can't be happening...

I created these skeletons just over a year ago
And while one has haunted me continually
The other has lied fallow

The constant annoyance we'll call the Red Skeleton
Deep is its color 
Its eyes constantly trip me up.

This new pain is attributed to the Black Skeleton
Not only because of it's death-like pull on my life
But for the myriad of colors it can show

It's the Black Skeleton that now haunts my every moment
Wondering why I deserve this
It should leave me alone 
Go back where it came
But instead it grows more and more involved...

It's as if the Red Skeleton couldn't do the job and called in a favor
"Back-up" if you will
And while I might be able to handle each separately
Together they slowly wear myself away

For one against two isn't a fair fight
Especially against as formidable opponents as these

However there is one shot at redemption
One that would keep both Skeletons at bay
But for it to become a reality 
It would have to subject itself to a life of Skeleton-ism itself

This shot is a body 
One currently living
Or at least not a Skeleton yet
Though I can't see its face
I can see it's shadow
And for now that's all it remains...
A shadow

From the shadow I can gather much:
It's body shines radiance ten times brighter then the sun
It doesn't walk
But instead floats across the ground
Eager
Well 
Maybe not eager
But willing
To join this fight against the Skeletons

For as long as the shadow is on my side
The Red Skeleton is kept at bay
And the Black Skeleton is rendered weak
Tossed aside
Too weak to attack
But vulnerable to emotion
Which it could reflect upon myself

Of this radiant shadow
I beg to hurry
For though it must join ranks with the Skeletons
And make them stronger
It can rid the sorrow and guilt

Two Skeletons have already been revived
Once again allowed to walk among the living
And the Black Skeleton has possibilities
But probability stands not on its side
For though it's motives are not revengeful
It cannot let me free
Whether by choice or by chance
It cannot let me free

Though I ask the shadow to share it's skills
And devote itself to Skeleton-ism
It need not be a permanent death sentence
For as personal a battle as such
For all involved
Those quick to understand
Receive silenced gains

So I beg the shadow to hurry
To offer part of its life to even the ranks
And temporarily fend off the Skeletons
I wish so much to remain locked
In closets
Never to be opened

Ever

Reviews

[Gracie-San]

Wow! This was an absolutely great poem! I loved the idea of the skeletons being something that we fear, but I was kinda confused of the radiance of the shadow. Anyways, thank you for sharing this.

It was absolutely great! :)

[LostInThought ♥]

I liked it! Very interesting... I there are a couple spelling errors... and blah blah blah no one cares if the spelled stuff wrong... and I hate when people tell me that on here so I'll just shut up bout that. Anyway, i thought it was good, kinda lengthy but still its great! you hooked me right away.


Would you mind reviewing mine? Anyway great job!

[b]

Hm.. the skeletons and shadows that we create, and then must throw away in the closet. Sometimes they taunt.. sometimes they haunt. I like how you said dealing with one of them at a time might be plausible.. but both attacking at once... you need support. I'm still trying to figure out the radiant shadow.. anyways, all in all it was great to read about your battle. Keep on winning.

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[K.M. White]

I really like that one! Very intriguing with the language.

[Rachel Koepke]

very kewl i really like it and will enjoy reading ur other writing