Shadow (Untitled)

Come out!
Show yourself
You dark-cloaked figure of gloom, depression and ultimate death
That lurks inside my head
And mocks me.
Come out!
Or can you not face the light
Lest you be seen for what you are
Mere shadow with no substance
A paper cut-out I can scrunch in my hand and cast away.

by Lorna Bain — December 29th, 1985