I was being followed.

I was being followed.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

I was being followed.
Moving shadows dark
encircled my thoughts
all earth bound chasing,
the shrieking eagle
echoed on blue skies, far
casting no doubt
I'm being followed;
watched.
Under the protection of night
the oil lantern held high
the cast of swinging shadows
pretended to entertain
while shrieks still
travelled on night lit stars
rebounding,
shadows closed in

© 2016 andrew mitchell


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i am being followed by my own thoughts...they are shadowing me, haunting me...

can't get away from them...

i might put the lantern out...shut my eyes and my mind.

Posted 8 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

8 Years Ago

haha thank you jacob for your time and visit:):)

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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