I know that this is a random first entry, but alas this is a journal after all.
Titles: Shadow Dance

Trying to get my senses at ease
Or maybe my heart to cease
Like a shadow attempting to control a man
I give up on leading this dance

Who I am to play the fool?           
Or dance upon flower petals that lie in a pool?
Who am I to sing at night
Of the suns dying light?
           
And at long last I lie and sigh
Tonight will be the night
When I take control of this dance
And the shadow controls the man

But as all my tries so far have ended
So must this one, how demented
That I the shadow rest after defeat
The man dances on not noticing me in the least

The realization hits be that I will never win
And that I should in simple truth
Accept what I have been trying to let loose
Rather then using it as a home made noose