Posted By HOLAA
On May 29, 2017
By Joyfrida Anindo
As the day draws to an end,
I feel the air become dense,
The dark brings with it shadows on my walls,
Sometimes they change shapes,
Sometimes they speak to me,
I have learned to block their whispers out,
But sometimes I get curious,
Especially when my day was grey,
I must resist the temptation to let them in,
Because I know it will be hard to get them out,
I go and sit on the roof and stare hopeful at the horizon,
The sun must rise again it’s nature’s way,
And in the grace of its light,
The shadows must hide.
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