In the Shadows

I find myself in the shadow. My life is passing by and I sit trying to move forward, but still stuck in the shadows. I reach for the light, but the light fades into the shadows of me. I want to see and feel the light, and to show that I am here. However, the shadows consume, they overwhelm, they are melding with the past, present, and future me. How long do I try to move from this forest of shadows, that are of people, things, and objects. What if the shadows are becoming me, or am I becoming the shadow.