Jul 12, 2007 05:08
Everyday I wake with uncertainty.
Of who I am and where I'm going.
I know there's a journey ahead.
Miles to go before I sleep.
I find myself afraid.
Afraid of the trek.
Of what may come.
Who I may become.
The fear brings a distressing void
That begs to filled.
Hopes and dreams are shattered.
Insecurities run free.
Departure's a'coming.
This I know.
Creeping upon me sly as fox.
Gather the remnants, the shards,
so fresh in my mind.
My hitch has arrived.
As I stand at the gateway
to a life unknown,
I make wishes.
Many of which will never come true.
Finally, doubt cast aside,
Instant resolve emerges.
This impromptu journey awaits.
I am ill prepared and rank,
Yet dexterous and apt.
One last parting glance.
Despite avowal, I am unsteady.
And so I long for the strength
to truly live.