“The Same”

A shirt fresh and new,
now worn but still blue.

The color, faded,
and the style, dated.

The perpetrator, Time,
committing a habitual crime.

I will still be
but not the same me.

I still have my name
but I’m not the same.

And my shirt still fits,
even with all the rips.

We are different
and we are the same.

And I don’t ….

Can nothing stay?
Does it all go away…

Was I never me?
Am I always who I am meant to be?

I don’t know anymore.

Is this fate,
am I just bait?

I don’t know anymore.

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“Shadow”

A tale as long,
as the sun is old
or as short as a song,
hummed in the cold.

I was walking along,
the withered way
when the air felt wrong
and my mind began to stray.

The sun was little
falling from the sky,
as I noticed a riddle
following nearby.

Dark and thin
or wide and light,
a shape of like kin
following through the twilight.

My heart gave a fright,
but then it fell to calm
when the wound in my sight
healed with a balm.

Only my shadow, you see,
was behind me that night.
Walking behind me
seeking monsters to fight.

In that moment I knew,
I was never alone.
Never one but two,
together, fighting the unknown.

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“Cruelty”

Snark
has two faces.
One
for criticism
and the other
for telling truth.

Bitterness
has two sides.
One
for seeing the world
as it truly is
and the other
for knowing
that some things
never change.

Pain
has two
pointed edges.
One
for stabbing others
and the other
for stabbing yourself.

You ask why
I’m cruel?
Because
for too long
I have been
selfless
in giving myself away
until all
my kindness
had
left.

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