Lamentation of a Shadow

May 14, 2013

Twilight engulfs me. I lose myself within its shadows. I no longer exist. I am part of the faceless dark. I hate the night. Sunlight defines me. I am created anew by its rays. I am an individual. I have shape and a form. I hate the night. What a weary life. I am born in the day and die at night. Yet, night is worse than death. When I fade into the shadows of the dusk, I still remember my old self; The joys of being a distinct personality Instead of a formless wisp. I hate the night.

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calebmgarciaMay 14, 2013

This poem was inspired by my struggle with fear of the night and death when I was suffering from clinical depression.

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