Still standing on the edge,
knowing I must decide.....
Should I move to solid ground,
or on the edge abide.....
I built a wall around my heart
to protect it from the pain.....
Although afraid, I'll take it down
and try to feel again.....
I'll remove the lid from the heart-shaped box
and let my emotions free.....
allow myself to feel them,
though painful it may be.....
Taking off this mask I wear,
No longer will I hide.....
And resurrect inside of me,
what long ago had died.....
Yes, the future is unforeseen.....
but to its snares I am not bound.....
I will step back from the edge,
and stand on solid ground.....
So I will continue on,
and handle what life brings.....
And trust when times are trying,
My Angel will wrap me in his wings.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem