Did you think you'd win?
For a moment I did.
As if death or something akin,
Of you, I would never be rid.
Instead I came back,
Fighting tooth and nail,
Healing the breaks and cracks,
Living to tell the tale.
It's not my time,
Not for a long while.
I still have mountains to climb
And am yet to face more trials.
This shadow fades away,
I bid it goodbye.
It fades to grey,
Invisible to the eye.
Facing depression is never an easy battle. I've been to the darkest depths of my being. There are always things I need to work on. It's hard work every day. It takes effort. Nothing is ever guaranteed in life. Hopefully, this shadow has passed and I don't have to face it again.