The Shadow and Battles

The shadow of my past clings on to my night.
It’s piercing dreadful moments into my mind,
I’m entangled and I feel smothered-
It laughs like a monster and orders me to cry.

This isn’t the first battle.
I’ve lost count of every attack with time.
Don’t you worry, I’ll be set free;
It unties itself, when it's gratified by my pain.

The shadow loosens its hold as I surrender;
Little by little, it sinks into my tears.
It's morning and for the world out there-
Before you fathom out anything, I'm smiling.

©songbriti

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