Trapped and burnt and pierced and abandoned
The shadow sighs!
Listening to the rhythmic waves of the song
The shadow extends its greasy hands towards me!
What could I do? What could I do?
The shadow wears long-forgotten attire
Reminding me of the long- lost nightmare,
The never-ending waves of blood and tempest and blood…
I saw the shadow vanishing once on the other edge of the ocean
But the ocean waves returned back to my shore
Tying the shadow in shackles,
To leave it with me…
I buried the shadow deep down in the earth
In the Earth from where it sprouted!
Unwavering were my hands
And the shadow– broken, fading, dissolving…