I watch my shadow from noon to dusk,
Ever growing in size and lust,
Making me taller than a redwood tree
And stretching the limit of what I can be.
Until the fading sun falls all the way down
And I am beyond the starry lights of town.
Now lost and one with the black nothingness
I am left to mourn my colossal, black hubris.
I kick a stone as I walk home alone,
Struggling to forget the hope I was shown
And accept that I am an ego confined by flesh:
A spirit trapped, and a man depressed.
Thanks for reading. This was inspired by the opening paragraph of Chapter 15 in Nietzsche’s “The Birth of Tragedy” (though it doesn’t really have anything to do with the text).
If you want to read more by me, please take a look over at Rafiki’s Nikki, or click these links for some of my previous pieces on Poets Corner: Departures, Judgement Day, Polar Bears
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