Boxed Shadow

Crounched backbone, crossed feet
both hands masking the shameful face

Mistaken the past from the present
Hiding the pain and the crescent.
All left were marks of yesterday
With no resemblance if what is today.

Twitching limbs, Cracking knees
both feet crutching to fit left space

Walking slowly so no one would see
The ugly shadow taller than me
Inhaled grudge, exhaled hate
Is this all there is to fate?

Chest aching, hair falling
body seems to shrink, unending

The corners of space bled me
The soft cardboard seem to burn calmly
My own shadow slowly eating me
Now, the tape is sealed,
Am no longer killed.