I always wonder where the shadows go,
in the dark of night they tear you apart.
In the light of day, cowering below
fading smiles and a trembling heart.
I play with my shadow, praying for peace.
Words spit in malice of which I'm immune.
My shadow promises the grief will cease,
but it stole the sun and left the moon.
Eating away at the depths of my soul,
at my tear-stained face and the sobs that choke.
My shadow shrieks of past pain and sorrow.
Desperately protecting a heat that broke.
Constantly drowning in shadows of shame.
My shadow is me, we're one and the same.