Shadow

In the shadow of my twin
I live in solitary.
Half of my soul is dying
while I'm still thriving
to survive.
Complications do occur
it's only in my mind
they keep flourish, my body
rejects my grasps.
Lonely I cry and scream
at the whims of the wind.
Skys stole the life of my
eyes and tempests occur
trashing me around.
Tall I stand in the sight
of my home the eternal field
of joy....