Poetry · Writing

Trapped

Shadow emits from the lower limbs.

Light can’t reach, festering

breathing.

It roars during slumber

and still as a mountain. 

Run. 

Flee through the night,

it follows, pinned down

the shadow, the only one

who never left the side.

Expanding across the fields,

never out of sight

never for a night.

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