In a world where shadows hunt my every thought, I know that there is not much more I can do. For these shadows have so consumed my mind that I no longer am able to think straight. My mind has gone to ashes. But even now in these ashes I am able to begin to rebuild, but I cannot rebuild on my own so I ask those shadows back for I know I cannot stand without them. I use them as the support on which I stand. I use them and love to create the new me. I can tell that the people around me are expecting me to leave my shadows behind and come out into the “real world” to play. I say nay to them for I cannot let these shadows go, at least not yet anyway. For I have made these shadows too much a part of my life, they are the beginning structures of my mind. They have left their mark upon me. I am stuck with them and they with me. I cannot let them go as much as I would like too.