Shadow

My shadow, a life long partner.
Once again returning after its long departure.
Bringing its unnatural gloominess to plague my mind.
The seams are slowly ripping apart from one another,
and I am unable to keep them together.

Contrast and shades seem to form me as a person,
it's what defines me as a "dark" radiant color.
I am unable to carry fourth and lock away my shadow,
making me its subject, a mere resource to lash out at.

Sunlight revealing my true character, for which I barely know.
A mere puppet in which commands me setting me on autopilot most days.
Am I my own demon, my own nightmare?

When am I to witness another devastating downfall,
Love and Regret seem to be of my day to day vocabulary but why?
I seem to question my ability to think and act as a human being, is it
for the sake of my sanity or the precious dream I wish to achieve and obtain.