smoke and shadows.

i found this today while cleaning my room... i think i wrote this way back in middle school...

i am the shadow who haunts my dreams,

i am the smoke that turned into my fire,

i am the one that started all this,

my pain, my suffering, my misery.

i blame other people but i know,

it was really me to ruin it all.

how selfish how rude,

to blame others for my mistakes.

at the end of the day i know its 

all my fault.

at the end of the day,

i pull out my flint,

strike a fire,

and watch with sad satisfaction.

i start to smoke, 

white slowly turning red.

seeping out, flowing down,

the fire has started.

i sparked my fire, only fanning the flames,

only i can make it stop.

i wipe of the ashes, staining my skin,

blow away all the smoke.

then overwhelmed i cry myself to sleep...

even there i cannot escape.

i lurk in the shadows.

i try to hide, i cant break free.

i hide from myself, my enemy.

i exist only in smoke and shadows

i cannot escape my shame.

i am the smoke, i am the shadows, i accept this fact.

i cannot escape it,

i cannot change it,

i am the person im meant to be.

it is my fault i am this way,

i cannot change, i cannot help myself...

i am me.

Reviews

[Lexi Villanueva]

Simple but makes me want to cry.
And I think it's a very sad
Poem but its great and somewhat
Lovely.-100

[♪Barklight♪]

this is good, simple yet full of imagery ^_^