The
Shadow, The Light, The Dream
I
was always afraid …
...To
see only a Shadow
with
no face, no voice, no movement.
Afraid
to care, afraid to touch, afraid to love.
Afraid.
Though,
I never knew…
…The
Shadow was always with me.
Alone
with no friend …
…The
Shadow was with me.
One
night, he came to me,
through
the light of the moon
coming
into the room.
I
found myself talking to him,
but
he seemed to have known it all –
my
fear, my pain, my life.
The
Shadow became my best friend …
Until
…
…The
day I woke
when
all was changed.
I
looked into the mirror
and
there he was a detailed image …
…The
one I have always hoped for…
…I
turned to see him…
…He
was gone…
…It
was the last I would see of him.
Never
again.
Once
more I was sad, lonely, and lost.
Again
I started to love and hurt the one I cared for.
Was
it me or something I did?
Was
it just a person he wanted to see?
The
person inside me who could not reveal.
I
will never love again.
Born
not to be loved.
-
The SHADOW is no more.
~~RITA
CRUZ ESPINOSA
