The Journey

I started out so fresh and new
So very ignorant, blind to truth
And I was happy as could be
I saw, but didn't really SEE...

I beheld the glimmer of the light
It was left and it was right
Surrounded as I was, but I didn't believe
I could not be, it was not me!

I became so confused
It could not be true; I had too much to lose
So I turned a blind eye, refused to know
What my heart kept trying to show...

I was so lonely, so very cold
Lost in grief, but none could be told
I had to keep my secret in
Or risk losing family, friends

I walked into a dark abyss
A chosen path of hopelessness
To silently bare a burden which
I could not hope to carry alone

I lost my faith, lost my way
Cried before I dreamed at the end of the day
And since there was not end in sight
Sometimes I wondered: “Why even fight?”

I made a choice on one dark day
Was I to die or fight and stay?
Could I ever really face
The clawing monster in my heart?

I did indeed, did succeed
Called a truce with inner me
Though still far from where I need to be
I'm on the path to inner peace
And the only person I need
She is Me she is Me

Anastacia Wood©2009

inner struggles

are the toughest. i fight them everyday, usually with little success. i like the last stanza most and the realization you come to in it. nice poem, stace.

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