A Sad Life

Born less than a half a second a part, we are more so like fraternal twins.  Faceless but notoriously known as Anonymous and when we speak our words are synonymous.   I am, a dark lack of force with limited choices.  Who will advocate for me, if you slip and make the wrong decision. Who will weep for me when you inhale and take your last gasp?  I have no alternatives, but to settle, living a life in the background.  In the twinkle of an eye, my existence is wrapped around your, finger. What a daunting task that I am forced to live as nothing more than a hostage of your own shadow.