I once walked in the dark, a shadow of the woman I used to be.
More shadows followed me, fears and unfulfilled desires.
I became the shadows, chasing what I thought I wanted.
Time taught me to let go and stop chasing.
But now you’re my shadow, watching when I no longer want you.
You pushed me over the edge and watched me fall.
But I didn’t hit the ground.
I flew despite everything.
You have no right to watch me soar.
This is my flight, not yours.
And my shadows are far below me as the glorious sun warms my wings.
So to you, my darkest shadow, you no longer darken my flight.