Shadow Girl

This describes how I used to feel when I struggled with depression in my past. Thankfully, I know longer struggle as heavily. I thought writing this poem might give someone else some comfort.

I see the way my past has shaped me

A loud voice

Snarky remark

Makes me cower

I wish to disappear into the shadows

Cower where the sun never touches the Earth

My grey feelings blend and morph into inky darkness

To form a shroud around my soul

Protecting myself against the rising shame 

That looms above me and rains down 

As heavy as a tumultuous tsunami

Crushing the fortified shadow castle erected to house me