by : Bacardi Gold
24/jan/2021
i let you go from today
i set you free to be on your way
almost over is your time tracks
my dark cast duplicating my acts
when everything is calm
i can hear your footsteps
under the bright light of day
always there, the figure of gray
in the night of my dream
i barely saw you on my bed
holding my hands so tight
moving on a cloudy pale shade of light
a child i was and still very small
by chance i stumbled, fell and crawled
waited for you to lift me up
felt your absence as i stood up
i’m the dark figure cast upon the floor
the body intercepted light from your open door
your life, your heart and your soul in tow
depends upon me, myself, my beloved shadow
now i go breathless, stiff and cold
freedom was delivered precious as gold
pale and dumb as the shadow’s slept
from the depth under i go unwept…
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Triangle Writes... 