How do you do,
Mr. Shadow on the wall,
No rudeness intended,
But I did not miss you,
In your absence.
Remember when I was young,
Remember when I was weak?
You stole my sense of purpose,
I let you in,
And you had your way with me.
One step forward,
Ten steps back.
Each step backward,
I felt your breath on my neck.
This time is different.
I reflect on yesterday,
Today is the day to ponder,
Today I see one small change,
I’m strong,
No longer small.
Same problems, New mind,
Loneliness still haunts my soul.
Your presence gives me agita,
Cramping my style,
In this newfound perspective.
Back to square one,
Back to my square roots,
These exponential problems,
Are not yours to guide me through.
Get away, Stay away.
I’m back in the same place I was when I was a teen, battling the grief of a breakup, staying up late in bed to reflect on my thoughts— with depression lingering, except one thing… I’m a much stronger person now. I won’t let it become me.
