poem 2 sun rises sun sets

poem 2 of 4a

Sun rises, sun sets

 

Sun rises and i am along.

All along. Standing behind you as your shadow. Copying every single move you make.

Try to be real. To be more than just your lonely shadow. But only to fail every single time.

 

You walk. I walk. You talk. I talk. But you don't hear. Don't even recoginze my voice. For all you hear is the wind. All you see is a shadow. A black figure that doesn't seem to belong

 

Push to the side. Left along in the dark only to stand as a shadow for someone else. Following and listening.

 

Part of me begins to wonder where is my shadow? Do I have a shadow? Am i real. Am I more than just a dark figure forced to stand behind never really fitting in with anyone.

 

Sun beings to set.

I your shadow gone. No dark figure. No one standing behind you. No one following. Listing, Sitcking out all that's left is a small fragment that doesn't matter in the end.

 

Sun sets

I am not alone. Darkness all around me. Other poeple who were shadows. With no light to show us who to follow to copy to be. All we can do is be our selves. Maybe it's for the best now. For we might not have people to follow. We do have each other...

Author's Note

just wondering what people think...