I just found a poem I wrote on the 23rd of January, 2013. Whaddya think?

I am merely a shadow among you,

a whisper,

wasted breath.

When you shout and scream,

hoping for something, anything–

I am the dreaded echo.

When you cannot rest,

and you cry out to God,

I am the deafening silence.

The quiet one,

the observer,

that is what I am.

I am the lonely wind,

the sandals left on the beach, forgotten–

the last cloud before the rain hits.

I am a shadow,

a whisper;

wasted breath, really.

© POPRose