“Shadows” by Daniela Butkovic
A shadow may quite simply be
A product of the sun
But in the chaos our minds
We let them grow much darker
They twist into the worst of us
The things we wish we weren’t
And we shove them to the ground
So we can say they’re not inside us
But we accomplish nothing
They follow us like ghosts
Trailing us with every step
No hiding from our worst
Weak from desperation
We find solace in the shade
Let a greater darkness swallow it
So for a moment we can breathe
A temporary peace is gained
But only in forgetting
That obscuring it from view
Does nothing to destroy it
We live our lives with shadows
That we wish we didn’t have
We use up all our power
Struggling to not look down
Yet with all this forced forgetting
We miss one crucial fact
Shadows only form where light is
So why don’t we focus on that?