Composition: Shadow Upon my Path

Just a shadow upon my path. Backward embracing me. I need you to light my way. Ten thousand souls to touch my hand. A thousand roads to no mans land. Missing the possibility to have you for myself. To hold you. . . But, never to mold or shape you. I’ve been through that create separation.

Black path. A shadow’s wake. A dream we stole. My mirror’s make. A path to you. Please come through.

© 2012, S.D. McKinley

By S.D. McKinley

S.D. McKinley lives in the suburbs of Atlanta, Georgia. He was born in the first half of the 1980's and grew up in Wisconsin as a young boy, then moved to Georgia when he turned exactly twelve years old. During teenage years, he raced dirt track go karts and played guitar. He discovered his current love for all kinds of art after his mid-life crisis at 25 years old. S.D. McKinley began writing books in 2017.

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