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I am but a lonely soul, my time now not recalled Somewhere in the morning mist, I stand unseen, unknown at all Just shadows on your memory, as nightmares in the day I search for some safe haven from myself, though I have lost my way Existence hides it’s face from me, I cannot see her eyes I fear to look too closely, as I gaze into the distant skies And so as such, I close my own, I cannot see the blinding bright I fear that I may see those things I’ve dreaded in the darkened night I may see that I am somewhere lost in time and space The answers to my questions still elude me, although I give chase Wandering alone, and far beyond, within the void of time A Shadow man, downhearted, and departed from myself I find Within the dark and empty places, dreams cannot survive I search for one warm ray of light, to know that I am still alive One soft quenching drop of rain, reminding me of blue One unlocked and open door, as respite from the avenue The avenue of broken hope, betrayal and regret I wish someday to see the sun, although I haven’t seen it yet I must believe it waits for me, out somewhere in my past I retain no memories, no thoughts of any kind, that last Imagined have I, what the world may look like with the dawn Though swift I ride through mornings dusk, death, the horse I ride upon Running from or running to, decisions ply uncertain fate Behind me all forgotten, and the future finds me much too late At times there is no other, but the one who lived once long ago Days, are endless nights without the tenderness I used to know Love is now unknown to be, Hell is watching, patiently And I have seen the Shadow man, in the mirror looking back at me... Dean Evans 12-16-13
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Jan 1, 2015
Jan 1, 2015 at 9:55 PM UTC
SHADOW MAN
I am but a lonely soul, my time now not recalled Somewhere in the morning mist, I stand unseen, unknown at all Just shadows on your memory, as nightmares in the day I search for some safe haven from myself, though I have lost my way Existence hides it’s face from me, I cannot see her eyes I fear to look too closely, as I gaze into the distant skies And so as such, I close my own, I cannot see the blinding bright I fear that I may see those things I’ve dreaded in the darkened night I may see that I am somewhere lost in time and space The answers to my questions still elude me, although I give chase Wandering alone, and far beyond, within the void of time A Shadow man, downhearted, and departed from myself I find Within the dark and empty places, dreams cannot survive I search for one warm ray of light, to know that I am still alive One soft quenching drop of rain, reminding me of blue One unlocked and open door, as respite from the avenue The avenue of broken hope, betrayal and regret I wish someday to see the sun, although I haven’t seen it yet I must believe it waits for me, out somewhere in my past I retain no memories, no thoughts of any kind, that last Imagined have I, what the world may look like with the dawn Though swift I ride through mornings dusk, death, the horse I ride upon Running from or running to, decisions ply uncertain fate Behind me all forgotten, and the future finds me much too late At times there is no other, but the one who lived once long ago Days, are endless nights without the tenderness I used to know Love is now unknown to be, Hell is watching, patiently And I have seen the Shadow man, in the mirror looking back at me... Dean Evans 12-16-13
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Jan 1, 2015
Jan 1, 2015 at 9:55 PM UTC
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