Poem -

a tree and I am all alone

a tree and I am all alone

My shadow follows me

So heavy dark and deep

I walk

I yell

i cry

I feel the pain

I am the heavy shadow following me

As I weep splayed against the floor I see a tree, my true friend

My only friend

I hug it

because it does not leave

It stands still

and tall

And proud

It does not leave

Because Its roots are dug so long and deep

It does not burn you

It does not freeze or bite you back

And does not make you regret the things you lived and the things you felt

As a shadow follows me so dark and deep and still

My shadow follows me crying deep and dark

It pulls me down it sinks me

It makes me breathe no more

I am the shadow following me

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Wolf Soul

Hello Angela, 

The shadow may follow you.

Sadness is what I see.

You ache and pray for pain set free.

I hide within yourself,

A deep tormented soul.

I will pray for you, may you be whole. 

May happiness and joy fill you this day.

Know it's hidden deep but believe when I say.

Your shadow will always be there as the sun continues to shine.

I feel your anxieties as if they were mine. 

♡M

~mp ©

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