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Looking ahead
The light is brilliant
My future is bright
Brighter than it's been in a long time
Hope is alive in my heart
One step in front of the other
Doing what I can each day
To accomplish my goals
Dreaming big
Ready to make those dreams come true
Shards of an old life try to cut me
Slice my chest wide open
But their once sharp edges
Have grown soft
They feel feathery and light
I used to let my past haunt me
The ghosts from what once was
Refusing to cease their hold
Keeping me up at night
Planting horrible thoughts into my head
They taunted me
Evil laughter echoed in my ears
"You'll never be free"
They often told me
Bound and chained to yesterday forever
The chains were heavy
Thick, seeminingly unbreakable
Salty tears fell upon my cheeks more than people knew
Making the same mistakes I have so often made
Unsure of how to change, how to let go
Bolted to the floor
Not able to reach forward
My muscles ached from the effort
Burning, like fire in my veins
Exhausted and defeated
Failure was all too familiar to me
I'd seem to get two steps ahead
But in the end
I ended up miles behind where I'd started
Always wondering, why do I even bother?
Then one day, I'd gotten so sick of being held down
The rashes caused by the chains itched
I knew I needed to break free
Silence the voices
Find a way out of the darkness
Though it was dark and damp where I lay
I was able to find light
I prayed to the Lord for strength
There He was
Calming the harsh waves surrounding me
Over time, the metal weakened
Eventually I was able to break free
With my feet finally unbound
I walked forward
Refusing to look back
I am no longer bound to what was
The anger, the fear
Old sorrows are fading
More and more each day
Finally believing that I'm going to be okay
Miles behind is the dark cave
One in which I will never again dwell
Ahead is the promised land
Peace surrounds my heart like a forcefield
Blocking out the hate that seeks to ruin me
I am stronger than what was
For it doesn't know the power
That lies in Him
Through His strength
I find the will to triumph
What was is gone
What is now is amazing
And with each day that passes
I find this to be true
What is to come is the best of all
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To me poetry is painting with words and you are a wonderful painter :-)
look at you go! i love this roll you're on! keep at it!
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