HIDING IN THE SHADOWS
I hide in the shadows,Hungering to be seen.
Theirs no allure to live,
When your not a being.
The wind in my sails,
Have dampened down.
There's only room for solitude,
Whilst people are around.
I have no ego to caress,
No confessions to confess.
Cognitive confusion reigns supreme,
Leftovers from a day left to dream.
A wanderer of demonic birth,
Leftovers from the war's on earth.
Neither living nor dead, when they
killed Jesus, they abandoned me,
Here on earth instead.
So I hide in the shadows,
Hungering to be seen.
Theirs no allure to life,
When your not a being.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
Written on 2026-03-19 at 00:13
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