Black&White Silhouette

How it feels that your alive? I am breathing, I am living for chances and I am striving to survive. We really are.
I have always been afraid... Always been pretending to follow you closely, always been pretending to sharpen my teeth, when the truth is, I am ... scared to death just treading on your shadow.

We who are so lucky as to be born into the light—who see it every day and never think about it, we’re blessed. We could have been born shadow souls who live and die in crimson darkness, never even knowing
that somewhere there is something better.

The statue stood quiet and still, like the silhouette of a tired mime.

Some people seemed to get all sunshine, and some all shadow

Ever besieged, for that is its nature. Whilst darkness devours, and light steals. And so one sees shadow ever retreat to hidden places, only to return in the wake of the war between dark and light.