SHADOWS

A dew filled morning rises me up

The gentle light of the sun through the drapes

The fickle sounds of birds

The anticipation of the alarm clock

All remain but signs of despair

For I didn't want to wake up

All I wanted was to lay in darkness

The darkness of my own beckoning

For it was comforting at the time, secluded I stayed

For it was confronting at the time, pain alone I beared

Then one fine morning I saw it next to me

Gently embracing me

Kindly pushing me to be in light

One fine morning I saw her, just like watching my reflection

She lay there dark, absorbed my darkness

Pushed me into light

Comfort it was, like a back hug

Someone there to look out, it felt

Gently I woke, walked towards the Meadows

Guided by the gentle guidance of the shadows