“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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