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Chasing Shadows

Happy March guys!

Over the past few months, writing poetry has been really difficult, and I'm not exactly sure why. I think it's because I don't know what to talk about..or perhaps I just have quite a lot to talk about. Too much, in fact.

I would sit in the sitting room at home with a refill pad and think really strongly for hours.. but nothing would come. One day I had been struggling quite a bit when I jotted down a draft of this one. Untitled and unstructured, I left the poem and moved on. A few weeks later I found it in amongst other notes in my notepad and chopped and changed it into what it is today. The only part of it worth keeping was the second last stanza.

I've decided to dedicate this one to a guy I know really well, his name is Padraic McGowan. Padraic used the phrase "chasing shadows" to me at one point, while addressing our relationship.. I was the shadow..and he was the shadow chaser.. I merely put that into a different context, but that's the moral of the story within the poem.

Additionally, Padraic's going on to greater things, leaving the country in two weeks time with little chance of returning. I wish him all of life's successes ♥

Chasing Shadows

Somewhere, in the country,
silence fills the air.
The sun shines down above
the meagre crowd you'll find there.

I imagine you stand amongst them,
willingly taking part,
in searching for the person
you once knew off by heart.

Somewhere, in the city,
everyone else continues on.
The noise fills the air,
nothings feeling wrong.

I imagine you in your window pane,
looking out across them all.
Asking yourself over and over,
why she won't answer your call.

Somewhere, in your heart,
the blood it rushes thin.
Although you feel it inside,
it doesn't show upon your skin.

I imagine you in the evening,
out strolling with a slow pace.
But, despite this, you can't breathe
with your quickening heart race.

Somewhere, in the oceans,
the currents continue to flow.
The skies turn to darkness,
and the stars begin to glow.

I imagine you in the distance,
giving up, and letting go.
Finally walking away,
from the girl you used to know.


15 January 2015

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