The shadow presses hard against my soul tonight
It’s warmth, caressing my mind
Making all the wrong things feel so right
Whispering sweet nothings in my ear
Making my memories disappear
Until I’ve forgotten all my fears
Now I desire to abandon all I know
For just a moment follow the flow
And let my inhibitions go
The shadow’s darkness clouds my vision
So blindly I make the decision
Whether to forgo this mission
Seductively it takes control
Convincing me that all I know
Is just a story I was told
With sweetness it feeds my doubt
That consumes my spirits drought
Restless within and now without
But as I see the source from whence the shadows cast
Though not quite changing fast
History tells me that it will surely pass
So I leave with this confession
Shadow is obsession
Wholly understood by all who possess it
Ó Alisha Jael
01/27/2008
Tags: Alisha Jael, Alisha Tarbill, Poem, Poetry, Texarkana, Texarkana Poet Society
