Shadows of distant reminiscing, foreclosing on life, <br />taking away it's field of vision. <br /> <br />Torn apart by shattered remains of incessant lies, <br />falling face down, afraid of getting up. <br /> <br />Slicing through a tainted atmosphere, pulling along <br />wayward thoughts, attempting to stash them in iron <br />file boxes. <br /> <br />Shadows no longer playing in empty hallways of a <br />mind, they have met and attached themselves to <br />memories, making them clear at long last.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/distant-shadows/
