What the Shadows Hold – A Poem

I am constantly
on a journey to find myself,
carrying two others within
who have me in their grip.
I have had to relearn simple tasks like:
doing the dishes, making coffee, typing, walking, speaking, trying to stand up in a shower so that I can bathe myself, being able to dress myself.
I thought I was done fighting,
that I had taken back control.
The shadow underneath my skin reminds me every once in a while that it has control when it takes my body away from me.
I don’t have control, no matter what I may think. I have to fight past the mountain that call my body home.
The thing is,
shadows are afraid of light.
I merely have to shine so that I can reveal
what the shadows hold
so that I can climb the mountains that
are in my blood.