(2008) The Beginning - Poem by Deana Rode
I'm standing at the start of this path
that I've never travelled;
A path I was supposed to take when I was younger
but only now have managed to arrive at.
I'm trembling with fear
because I don't know what's ahead;
My glass cage, though confining
has long been my familiarity.
Will I make it to the end
and break out of this Eternal Winter,
or will I stumble off course
and fall back into the dark waters of misery?
Am I strong enough to let go of my past;
let go of the Demons' hands with whom I've danced with for so long,
or will I succumb to their manipulating voices
and allow darkness to stay in my bones?
Can I overcome myself and my pain
my raining skies and blackened memories
and free the light of my soul
who has been enslaved to my devils all this time?
With a deep breath and emotions churning
I take the first step and look ahead...
The woman I should have been is waiting for me,
I have to try and make it to her.
Will I succeed,
or will I fail?
The time has come
to find out.
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