The dark mountain behind me looks so different <br />For every time I look it’s changed <br />My soul has the same identity <br />For when I think I have finally got it under control <br />The silhouette changes <br /> <br />The mountain starts it day dark with a siloute that defines it <br />My soul is always in dark <br />The mountain gets more defined as sun comes up <br />My soul is always dark <br />The mountain end up dark again <br />The silhouette changes <br /> <br />My soul starts it day <br />Always hung-over from last days confusing silhouettes <br />so I begin clawing my way out of the deep hole <br />Even in sleep my soul is confusing <br />I dream about things that always seem in the dark <br /> <br />Then one of my silhouettes comes up and shines all the darkness away <br />Bring a smile to day that started with a mountain of undefined silhouettes <br />I can hold this in place as long as I need it, because I do…always <br />So when the darkness approaches to make the mountain undefined <br />It silhouette lost again my silhouette of counterfeit dies a death everyday <br />In comes the dark <br /> <br />Drunk again with so many silhouettes of my soul that want to be <br />I fall down under my mountain of darkness in a silhouette <br />My soul surrounded by light, but the face of my soul in the dark <br />Hidden the truth of what all these moments mean <br />So I pass out drunk on confusion for the next day will be the same <br /> <br />The silhouette of my soul<br /><br />John Doe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/silhouette-of-my-soul/
