Maybe I should just keep playing with knives
Shadows are something I despise
Not there but on you back
Yet in some shadow seems to stack
Words and thought into my own brain
Does it matter if it drives me insane?
I guess not it's in the name
Just a shadow to drive you insane
Light and dark yet still a shadow none the less
Real thought worn on one's chest
All knowing own shadow best
The way you see it there in the light
Or it could be dark still sight
That's when it is in its light
Shadow still I sadly fight
So another round about
With the shadow fills more doubt
Yet the shadow stays just that
Sad shadow sad shadow track
This prince can handle far more then you think
In my Poverty been on the brink
Starvation just to pay the rent
I can handle just not alone
I love your talks too I'm just not on your throne
Sitting next to you
Sit with me I love you too
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The Colour Purple *Viewer Discretion*
PoetryThe Title Awareness on a variety of subjects including endangerd animals, mental health,homelessness,drugs and related issues along with a variety of diseases that have effected me or have taken time to think on the subject matter I'm not a doctor...
