With the Sun Always Come Shadows

It's warm enough I do suppose.
The light is bright as brightness goes.
I'm alive and that's alright.
I suppose I'll be so through another night.
A new road stretches forth before me,
A new chapter waiting to be.
A new adventure waiting to start,
But why can't this sun warm my cold heart?
I am thankful for the sun's shinning
And this new start, this silver lining.
What hinders me from this road
Is something in the darkness of my mind that glows,
Something else the sun reveals.
Something that will never heal.
With the sun always come the shadows real.
The shadows of the past at our doorsteps kneel.
Though, the sun is bright and full of hope
With these shadows I cannot cope.
I wish I could go on, I really do.
I wish to leave this all behind and find something new.
But with the sun, shadows always come.
Sometimes few, sometimes many, but always some.
Close your eyes. Do not see the gray.
Where is our hope for a new and brighter day?