A Conversation with the Shadow
In the dark
Some dance to remember
Some dance to forget
The devil is speaking hoping we’ll break….
Looking at the mirror within
Noticing the cracks
The light peeking through but it’s so dark
Can’t understand all that surrounds you
Wondering about the possibilities
The “What-ifs” of life
“Do I have what it takes to make my vision come to the light?”
The shadows form within my mind
The devil ain’t playing when I say he working overtime
In the corners of the mind that’s where faith is tested
Alone in the dark alone by yourself, can’t escape it no matter how much we may run away
The mindless chatter to myself for myself by myself…
Is this me or a fabricated reality?
Is the person I fear me in disguise of the monster that has personified?
The shadow calls my name
Looking at the mirror, I see the reflection of pain
Me in my body but, that isn’t me
It’s all the things the world wants to define me
As the conversations deepen the voice in my mind gets louder and my heart starts beatin’
Knowing every action has a consequence
Running is pointless there is no escape
Will following the advice of the shadow be my gravest mistake?
Distractions are running…for the shadow at least
Trying to avoid the inevitable coversation with that monster is most excrutiating
No matter where I run, it’s always there
Clawing inside my mind while sitting in a rocking chair
We all have these thoughts, I’m not the only one.
They will follow us forever, how must one overcome?
Picking up the bible to where I left off
Soothing the shadow of doubt, grief, and whatever else may come.
“Satan” is that what we call the shadow?
Are you sure “Satan” isn’t the darkest corners of our minds that crave the destruction, fear, chaos, and whatever other god forsaken thing that’s out there?
Why we blame an entity for our own doing?
No one forced the weapon of your mind onto others…I’m sure he has bigger fish to fry
Him and his minions….
“Satan” personified….
All the things in this life tempts me.
No matter where you run or where you go
That little shadow will ALWAYS follow you.
As I read the pages with an open heart
Vanqushing the shadow with each prayer and scripture
I hear at the end of the night
“I’ll be back". I always come back. Till death do us part.”
I sit in silence or sleep
Wondering all the details humainity has done to get us so far from the life that was destined to us
The night terrors, paralyzation, don’t get me started with this fabricated self love that was initiated.
Can you see we are all here for a bigger test?
Can’t take any of these things to the grave for our final death.
Will we make it to the long awaited paradise beyond our minds?
Or will our minds conform us to be the villian to the next arch of our lives?
Time will tell, I guess we’ll see.
For tonight, I’m sure I’ll sleep peacefully.
Clutching the bible like it’s the lifeline
No one knows what awaits us past the deadline.
When the shadow is done talking…for the moment at least
I sit and ponder if I should cave in…
No of course not
I am not the shadow…however it is inside me
Trying my best not to let the monster out of the locks and chains that I encased it in.
The shadow is always there, looking for an escape.
One day I’m afraid someone will test me
And she will be more awake.
Haven’t reached that power, self control is an ally in this fire.
Sitting and contemplating the words the shadow spoke…
The devious creature within myself has no conscience and wants to see pain bestowed on everyone
Makes me laugh and it’s scary how something “imaginary” can have this power
I see it everyday…on the news, on social media, the tv
This shadow plagues us with each passing moment.
I sit and ponder….
“Till death do us part.” I say
“Let’s see which one of us is crowned victor”
Some nights it’s rough other nights it’s easy
One thing for certain,
We’re all just prisoners here of our own device.
