Self Identity
Over Us
It was not a just a dark shadow
It was a grim one
It held us captive with its depth
Our curiosity was both our fear and our strength
For we did not know
How could we know?
It was not purely evil, or at least did not appear so
It showed design and beauty, a dark grace
The migraines in our head shook our already uncertain resolve
We knew we must persevere however
That was in our instinct, to push on
To show ourselves the barriers so that we may break them and find our true limits
That is what pushed us onward
It was then that we realized we had been told all along
That we had set the limits
We had started the grey which drifted subtly to black
Not all of us
Not every moment
But those among us had, and as it seems, always will
Create the shadow.