My Shadows My Soul Poem by Iruuka Blackheart

A shadows a shadow
A soul is a soul
But what if your soul and shadow play a special role
My shadow is in my head
My soul was left for dead
My shadow is clouding my thoughts
My soul of which I have forgot
My shadow wishes to have my dead
My soul wishes for a comfy bed
My shadow’s almost done it’s job
My soul is about to sob
My shadow done drove me insane
My soul shrank to the size of a grain
My shadow is evil twisted you see
My soul’s being corrupted how can this be?
My shadow and my soul have teamed against me
My soul and my shadow are taking their fee
My shadow is clouding my thoughts
My soul is fighting myself, begot
My shadow is done I’m drowned into insanity
My soul only wishes for me to speak profanity
My shadow is evil but is now my mind
My soul was good but now I find
My shadow corrupted my soul
My soul was weak and not whole
My poem is not that great
But I do not wish to instigate
Read it if you want, I will not press
And with this poem...comes my Death
Written by: Lucas Howes AKA Iruuka Blackheart