I’ve been searching for many long years
for the Me that remained hidden beneath so many fears.
The Me that I dared hope lived in my core
The Me that I had never accepted before
My identity- so different from who I portrayed.
Secrets- I kept while my soul decayed.
My spirit woke up and spoke up, demanding attention
demanding the truth with no more pretension.
At long last I listened to my own inner voice
and realized I had power to make a new choice.
The way that it was, was not the way it had to be.
The pain, the abuse, the past – Could I get free?
At first I was unsure, hesitant and scared
for what to do next? I was unprepared.
Taking a step on invisible ground
not knowing if I was ready for what might be found
but I took that step anyway, holding on tight
to the love deep inside Me, with all of my might
I was determined to press on and move on, no matter what
no matter how it might hurt or how deeply it cut.
I knew that the pain would eventually subside
as I released the spirit within me, no longer denied
I took step after step, some forward and some back
but one day the darkness was behind me, so cold and so black
I’d made my out! And shivered to see
That frightening place – where I used to be.
Now that I’m out, I’ve more choices to make
I see so many paths now – Which one to take?
It matters not where I go, just so I keep going
the motion itself is what leads to the knowing.
Knowing I’m Me and knowing I’m growing
gives me the strength and the love that I’m showing.
The world is so beautiful and Life a gift of more days
to feel love and show love in so many ways.