The Shadow

The conscientious charge of undeniable

energy redeemed into a pendulum of

forsaken thoughts. A stultifying paradox

of monotony and long-suffering in

an otherwise meaningless existence.

Mystifying, gargantuan gargoyles

parasitically ambulating about the

corridor of my mind, circumventing

any remote chance of ascertaining a

forgotten ally.

Misrepresented and misplaced

anecdotal colloquialisms accelerate

effortlessly about my life.

Who am I?

Where am I?

Am I?