The shadow, Pt 1, Abandonment?
-1. The Shadow, remorseless and undead,
Oblivious to the Joys around her,
Flying hopes like a brick,
Sinking deeper into the abyss.
-5. Her soul wallows around,
A black pit of hopelessness,
No aura surrounding her body,
So shallow and meek.
-9. Her wrists are pale,
With long red scabs from her pains.
Her eyes are purple and dark,
from Anxiety and loss of sleep.
-13. She lingers in the doorway of life,
Screaming, “let me go,”
Until her future shattered her hopes,
and led her death astray.
-17. When life is too harsh,
Too Painful, and pitiful, as it is known to be,
She would wander in the streets,
And whimpers to her please.
-21. while on the road,
When no cars passed by,
She would hush away her misery,
With songs from her moments of peace.
-25. She’d sing of her past,
Grey as the sky above her
She’d cry for herself,
Whom she despised more than God himself.
-29. Because for her lack of self esteem,
Her being, her cursed Spirit,
For herself to be herself,
She would walk in the streets.
-33. For in these streets,
Her place of inner stealth,
She would rid her horrors,
And cry a collection,
-37. a collection of Songs she used to hear,
In her Childhood, from Her mother,
Whose voice was warm like a grizzly bear,
and soft as a pillow.
-41. But, that was before the accident occurred.
The day before the accident,
Pprimra waited on the porch,
Wearing a blue T-shirt, faint as the skies.
-45. It was early spring,
The Flowers blooming out of the not yet melted snow,
In the garden, next to the garage,
Innocently waiting for Pprimra’s mother to give them drink.
-49. Pprimra watched as her mother pulled up to the driveway,
And saw her come out,
Fashioning a bright yellow blouse and trousers,
Looking like the sun itself.
-53. Running to her mother,
Primra’s face was content, but smiling nonetheless,
For she was only happy with her mother,
Being the only role model she had.
-57. The Woman hugged her daughter,
Feeling a gap between Pprimra and herself,
Looking down, and giggling,
For she had forgotten about the baby.
-61 “you want to watch the sunrise tomorrow, dear?” She questioned,
“Why, sure, mum.” She answered,
Carrying her mother’s briefcase inside,
While her father came out.
-65. “It’s been 7 months, dear,” He warned,
“Any news from Dr. Meyers?”
“no, not yet,” Her mother answered,
“I’m actually a bit worried,
-69. What could be going on in there?” she looked to her belly,
She entered the house after him,
Her smile faded, her joy evading the present,
For now, she was worried.
-73. The next morning, very early,
When the sky was still dark,
Pprimra awoke to her mother’s voice,
“Now, remember our rule?” she said.
-77. “yes, mama. Don’t watch the sunrise without you.” She murmered.
She started getting dressed, and all of a normal morning.
She got to the table and asked, “Should I make breakfast?”.
Her mother got up and looked around,
-81. But, to her dismay, there was nothing to eat.
“I’ll get some Mcdonalds,” She spoke,” Be right back, luv.”,
She left with 10 pounds,
And Pprimra waited at the table, for her mother to come back.
-85. she waited, and waited,
By the table and all,
She waited, and waited,
For her mother to call.
-89. After what seemed like an Hour,
She looked out of the window,
And the sun was just about to pop over the river,
When the phone rang.
-93. Being up at the time,
Her father picked it up.
“hello?” He said groggily, “Yes, that’s me,”
“If you want to prank call at this ungodly hour, I’m calling the cops!”
-97. But his anger soon faded,
And his face showed not a red vigor,
But a paler, sweaty, sick face,
With an aura of sadness.
-101. a while later, they were at the Mcdonalds,
Across the police tape, laid out around the building,
Past the audience, blocked off by police cars,
Standing at the cash register,
-105. looking at the sprawled body,
Her stomach bulging,
Her 10 pounds still in her hand,
Mama’s hand, Mama’s 10 pounds.
-109. Still shocked, she couldn’t understand many “why’s”,
Why mama was bleeding and not crying,
Why dad never cried in her presence.
But, she understood one thing,
-113. That mama kept her promise,
That they would watch the sunrise together,
But, now, mama was dead, a victim of a hold up,
With a bullet in her head.
-117. for a long time, she grew up never trustng anyone,
Never allowing another cruel mind, spare her pa,
To enter her heart,
And her warm embrace.
-121. And also,
Keeping her part of the deal,
That she would never, until tomorrow,
See the sunrise without her.
-125 And so, down the street she wallows,
Remorcing her griefs;
As a mortal, she praised life,
as a Shadow, she longed for death. -128
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