Unwound Shadow

The alley's whisper, a secret I hold close
A forgotten weave, where shadows interpose.
Frayed edges of my doubt, now strong seams I mend,
This new skin I wear, where old patterns end.

Unwound Shadow, no turning back, no fear
My own design, a truth sharp and clear.
This midnight loom, my destiny I trace,
An unapologetic, defiant embrace.

Under streetlamp's luminescence, a chrysalis breaks free,
The salty air of Gamcheon, now tastes wild to me.
Observing strangers' lives, a silent, raw display,
My own truth unravels, come what may.

Unwound Shadow, no turning back, no fear
My own design, a truth sharp and clear.
This midnight loom, my destiny I trace,
An unapologetic, defiant embrace.

No delicate lace, just worn denim, tough and true,
Stitched wounds beneath, an ephemeral hue.
The ocean's deep vastness, reflects what I've become,
A silent, surging tide, dark and overcome.

Unwound Shadow, no turning back, no fear
My own design, a truth sharp and clear.
This midnight loom, my destiny I trace,
An unapologetic, defiant embrace.

The threads untangled, a future I command,
This shadow's song, clutched in my own hand.