Thursday, 5 October 2017

167 - Even the shadow walked away. Slowly but surely.

I can see the ever faithful shadow giving up as well. I saw its' death today.
When it said, "I am tired my dear. I need to rest hear. I shall never be in peace otherwise."

And then it vanished. Maybe it is the right thing to do.
Maybe I should call it a day too.

Maybe then I shall see that bit of life that I crave for silently. And loudly.

The rapping of the door has increased. It's not deafening.
It said, "take the plunge". Someone will catch you.

But I know, it can only be death. 

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