I am the shadow that bleeds into darkness
A black hole that feasts on the starkness.
A leaf in a forest of trees
A whisper that’s lost in the breeze.
I am the ripple in wake of a storm
A lone wolf rejecting the swarm.
A rain drop engulfed by a shower
A shielded, contented wallflower.
Published on July 11, 2015 07:04