Tethered.
I need to get away from all that is me, but I cannot separate. If only somehow I could jump into my shadow and hide in the darkness of this world... And go to the secret spots that only shadows go. Alas, I cannot, for my shadow is tethered to me. Such is why I can truly be free only in the darkness of this world, where my enemy, the sun, cannot touch me.
And yet, my shadow is the only thing in life I can count on to never leave my side.
1 comments:
It's deep, sad, not sad and true all at the same time. Sometimes our teathers can be broken, sometimes they can be released, and others can only be stretched. Then still others exist only in our minds and may not even exist...or at least thats what I've been told.
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