Shadows..

I never thought I'd say this..

But I increasingly feel that I have become another's story.

I knew myself to be capable of more reflection. I was a shadow person. Meant to understand them. More of them.

But somehow along the way..I seem to have gotten lost in making sunshine.

I envy those in the shadows now.

Strange is this human heart.

Being in shadows..living in shadows is a difficult task. The price too much. All my life I have yearned for that sunshine. And I finally seem to be getting some, making some. But instead of happiness, it is fear that is gripping me.

At the loss of that past. That feeling. That that I gained in the shadows.

God, will I ever know balance? Best of both?
Will I, God?

Yours faithfully.