Shadow

Late on a cold, snowy night you walk from your car to the front entrance of the apartment building while your glasses slowly lose focus as snow finds its home on the lens. All around you the lights from garages, street lights and high up building lights cause shadows to dance as though it was their time to come alive.

Through the windows on your face the now water streams down streaking your view as those shadows find freedom in the dark. The mute forms mimicking movements of the world, never truly finding their own voice.

Shadows magnify behind strong objects when light is applied. In the brightest light our shadows try their hardest to be seen. Always hiding behind the view, afraid of the brightness that threatens their very existence. In the purest darkness they hide everywhere and in full light they exist only beneath rocks and hibernate waiting for dull moments when they peer out and once more follow you.

Never will you outrun your shadow. I’ve learned from a crawl to traveling on a large commercial jet at 580 miles per hour they will always keep up. Never can one truly escape their shadow. The darkness is always close, creeping in out of view and out of mind. Acknowledge the light and use its radiant glow to move on. The closer you get, the more your shadow shrinks. The darkness turns from a large vague outline to a scared dark spot, now with tables turned, running from you.

The higher I get, the lower I’ll sink. I can’t drown my demons they know how to swim. Parasite Eve – Bring Me The Horizon