I Talk To The Shadows Poem by Nobody Somebody

I talk to the shadows
As old, wise friends
In my darkest hours
In my lust for mend

In my fainting reach
For glorious light
That only results
In further night

When the road is glass shards
And the hill is steep
And I'm drenched with sweat
In a dreamless sleep

When I'm desperate, alone
WIth my thoughts and strife
On a meagre source
For a meagre life

Then I talk to the shadows
And cry to the black
And feel the cold breath seeping
Down my beaten back

And my beaten hands
On the bloody stone
That I can't shift
All on my own

So I talk to the shadows
I breathe with them now
As I stand here before you
If my knees will allow

As my thoughts drift on clouds
To tamed monster revel
Whilst whipping a child
And raising a devil

I talk to the shadows
As old, wise friends
In my lust for light
And my ache for mend

When I see the light
But am blinded by dark
calling and calling
With no uttered remark

Darkness crushes
And silence follows
I am crying out
But my ears are hollow

The pressure stays
And I know I'm gone
But I've my heart bursting chains
And a life to dwell on

Then the sun hits my back
A girl of God-send
She stitches my scars
And calls herself ‘friend'.