I once hid amongest the shadows.
I hid with them for so long that
the Shadows became friends, family, everything I needed.
They understood my pain and made it theirs.
Cried when I cried.
Screamed when I screamed.
Stayed silent when I was silent.

They even understood the storm that was brewing inside.
They used their own darkness to cover the storm
so when I looked within it was black.  
But I was with the shadows out of fear.
Fear of the unknown.
Fear of reality.

One day I grew and left the shadows comfort
each other no longer afraid but sometimes
I long to live amongest the shadows again.
For they were, after all, friends, family, and everything I needed.