This what I could come up in approximately four days. Superficially assessing the vocabulary, one may stumble upon darker elements and claim that the whole text is meant to induce depression. I claim the complete opposite – I find it quite uplifting!
See for yourself!
“River of Shadows”
The broken sky was crying
And the day was slowly dying;
The day was slowly dying to an end;
I was sipping on dark liquor
On the bottom of the river,
With myself and a shadow of a friend.
Hours passed and not a word,
Not a single word I’ve heard,
The shadow did not ever seem to care.
Holding it together
Seemed more difficult than ever –
I was desperately struggling for some air.
Many days had passed and died,
Washed away by savage tide;
She never seemed to flinch, nor frown, nor drown.
I was laughing at myself
When I bid sweet life farewell,
When we left for the river out of town.
I gazed t’wards the morning light
When the murk escaped my sight
And I saw more than mud and turbid end –
I saw people dreaming, smiling,
I saw good and bad reconciling,
Saw myself in a shadow of a friend.