shadows

It's funny how shadows are the only thing burned into my memory, not the objects that these shadows represent, but the shadows themselves. I wonder why it's the only thing I can see and remember, but i realise that I've become like these objects, just a shadow. Now these shadows are disappearing, and I'm scared. Soon I will have no memories, not even my shadows . As they fade faster and faster I wonder how long it will be until I'm faded and forgotten. I can feel it coming, I'm disappearing, but I was just a shadow, so who's gonna remember me?

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