I can finally tell who you are in your elequant shadows.

Doubt planted,

Disguised as reasonable concern.

Sensible Logic.

In the name of Love.

Responsibility.

Innocence became consumed.

Barely able to, unable to function.

To express, to progress.

Weighted down by endless concerns of sequences.

Of cause and effect that slowed down my journey.

Still present beside me, I see you now.

The light has revealed you and I'm able to carry on.