Trembling and frightened
Always feeling so afraid
Afraid of my own shadow
Afraid of my own grave.

Walking into any room
Filled with a large crowd
Wishing they’d be quiet
The noise is just too loud.

Tired of all the feelings
Of remorse and harsh regret
Wishing to find a way out
A simple way I could forget.

Stumbling and tripping
Over my own feet again
Being betrayed by you, by them
My not so loyal friends.

Out of control, losing my way
When did it all go wrong?
I was once so happy
Now I sing this sad, sad song.

Not having very much fun these days
Feeling weary and withdrawn
Nothing’s ever been quite right
Now that you are gone.

Missing Nora Ephron
Her books, her interviews
There was no one like her
No one with her attitude.

No one’s using their fine china
Fast food is all they need
No one plants a garden
Grown from just one little seed.

Candlelight and music
Props used only in the past
Romance has since escaped me
Guess it was never meant to last.


Image from Google Images: satellitesisters

Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

5 thoughts on “MY OWN SHADOW”

    1. Yes, we are…I’m sure. Thank you for reading my poem. Sorry that you are relating to so much of it. I really do miss the humor of Nora Ephron. Have you read any of her books? I FEEL BAD ABOUT MY NECK and I REMEMBER NOTHING are hysterical!!!! Have a great day! 🙂

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