Shadows and dark weights,
Cross bright straits, 
Bound in streets, 
Snarled in thick threads.

"Where is mine?" I ask,
 Silence replies...
"Or perhaps"
It forgot the path.

"Ohhh! I remember..."

My Shadow is not here,
Not here with me,
Caged inside a room,
A room filled with treats.

Gold, sex and luxury,
Biggest of them all, self-trickery.

Stark do I feel,
Without a shadow left, 
Optimism so hollow,
A carousel of lies that follows.

Shadow on the chair,
Rising restless in the air,
Strikes at the tiniest holes,
Seeking a way to stir.

I expel black,
Black as night,
I expel tar,
A coat of war.

Dear Shadow,
The war within me,
Strike at the lies,
Be my brave company.