Even the Sun Casts A Shadow

It follows you home everyday,
It never goes away.
And every time you try to escape,
It’s one step ahead again.

It haunts you in every rhyme;
Every note in every song, and every line in every poem.
Leading you farther and farther away from home;
Deep down the rabbit hole.

It seeps into your veins,
Taints the essence of your soul.
Poisoning your mind all the time;
Blinds your eyes to fit the mould.

So when you go to bed at night,
You dream of high esteems.
But who’s there for those who care in the waking world,
When you can step into the spotlight and go to new extremes?

Sing the blues on stage of
A life you didn’t choose,
Then put on some rose coloured shades.
If happiness is the ignition, collective recognition is the key.
Get money, get paid and get laid; become somebody.

Even the sun casts a shadow.
So what? It still shines.
So go ahead and dream, my friend.
Don’t give into sensationalist headlines.

I’ve been swimming against the stream,
Dreaming a dream;
But I concede in riding the tide
If this is what’ll become of me.

I thought I was alone,
But it’s followed me home.
I thought I knew who we were,
Now I’m just not sure.


Shadow by Diego Medrano via FreeImages


About humblefoot

Kyle Fisher (who often uses the alias Logan Rowley online and in his writing) has been enjoying writing since he was just 8 years old. His first formal publication was at the age of 13. He is now a spiritualist and openly queer author, perpetually searching for inspiration to create and learn more about the world around him. He is always drawn to the simplicity and uniqueness that life has to offer. He doesn’t identify with labels or socially constructed ideas about how the world should be. He believes that the world is your oyster, and that we all project our own destinies with the thoughts we choose to harbour about the universe. He is an idealistic, spiritualistic hippie who is just trying to find his place in this world, crafting each word to leave his mark, and promote love and equality among all people.
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