Dec 30, 2008 22:26
I grew up
Under shadows
Though no one
Ever knows
Shadows
Of the past
Traditions
Made to last
Become shadows
Of here and now
Theirs to mine
The ancestral vow
Angry, sad,
And alone
With this fear
Unknown
Abandoned,
Abused,
Drunk, and
Confused
The hidden sun
That never lit my face
Didn't feel so bad
It was my place
From shadows
I need to escape,
Find a way out of
Depression's black drape
But how do I
Get away from here?
Which way
Do I steer?
Because there isn't a way
To block shadows
And the more I try
The more it shows
Don't want to hide,
Don't want to run,
Only want
To see the sun.
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