I met my shadow 13 years ago when my spirit was really low.
He could only find me when I was on his level.
I haven’t returned there for a few years but here I am with the tears.
He couldn’t stay long this time because I wasn’t going there.
He always ushers me out of the darkness even if that’s not his motive.
He pushes me to ask for more and to live a life that is full.
I thank him for that even if it comes with tears.
I wish everyone well so that they never have to meet their shadow.
Either you meet him and give away something physical or you don’t and you
lack in the spiritual.
I wish you didn’t have to go to that spiritual low, but when someone leaves
your life it is hard to remain high.
Maybe everyone has to go to that low but I wouldn’t dare choose so.
You could look someone else’s shadow in the face and watch them descend
into hell and then make the same mistake.
I can’t save you from your shadow, but I wish I could.
You watched my descent and you didn’t notice it was so deep so maybe you
thought it was the right place to go but if I could I would tell you no.
Your shadow gets paid in your pain but we all might do it again.
You knew that the shadow took something from me but it wasn’t enough for
you to see or comprehend.
You think I’m good because I’m well but everyone has a different hell.
I fear that yours won’t be long. I’ve missed you and they tried to tell you but
you have gone wrong. This is the swan song. I cry for you but it doesn’t
matter because you couldn’t stop yourself from what I went after.
Maybe they are always older because they are our mothers and fathers.
They teach us something we haven’t seen but in the end it is all mean.
But what does it all mean?