Shadow-creatures

Through the air-veil's thick smokescreen
I see obscure shapes of shadow-creatures.

The quiet, hazedrowned dew
is falling down on our bodies,
finding our souls.

Our hearts are drowning
in tear-streams and blood-rivers.

Our bodies - the remains of
Zoloft, Prozac and Lithium.

We are nothing
but shadow-creatures of our true selves.

The haze is the mere remain.



Poetry by Daybreaker
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Written on 2005-10-11 at 02:00

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Zoya Zaidi
'In tear-streams and blood-rivers'
& 'the haze is the mere remain'-
Lovely expressions of anguish... Keep Breaking the Day!
2005-10-12


Surei
I guess most of us are shadow-creatures, whether we accept or deny it...something to make me think, which usually takes a lot! Thanks for sharing your thoughts!
2005-10-11


penfold18
Shadow creatures what a thought and thought provoking I like.
2005-10-11