Shadows beside me

Shadows beside me

 

 

The shadow beside me, the one that follows me,

is cast by another.

 

It seems foreign somehow,

but it has been with me even before I knew it was there.

 

If I look close,

I can see the faces of the past that it holds,

and still room for more.

 

The shadow is ever changing,

and yet it is the same shadow,

the same one that follows me through life.

 

Who would cast such a shadow you might ask,

it is the relationships in my life,

it is me.

 

It is the part of me no one sees.