During the highs and lows,
Constantly seeking refuge on gloomy shadows.
For every drop of water that leaks out of the faucet,
A new memory is born; a new facet.
The phantom screams rise over the silence,
Reaching for balance.
Oath to the shadows,
For they witness the highs and lows.
Aspects of the old, endlessly connecting the new,
While everything became true.
Nothing more than a shadow, I am…….PART OF THE SHADOWS!!!
For they witness the highs and lows…….MY HIGHS AND LOWS
Copyright © 2017 Manuel Osornio-emotionsoflife2016
Image source https://www.pexels.com/
Thank you for considering supporting emotionsoflife2016 on Patreon! You make this blog possible