Letting go of failure and embracing success |
"I'm finally back!", to no-one, I said; Gone the madness that left me half dead; Gone is the whirling and spinning of thoughts; Bursts of colour and angry retorts. Gone is the sadness that had me so bound; Too scared to move, lest I make a sound. Like a leper I hid from light of day, Waiting for darkness to take fear away. Too scared to emerge from my patch of earth I stockpiled and hoarded to save being hurt. I built me a wall, the biggest around. Behind it I hid. I could not be found. But one day a stranger hunted me down. He dug and he hounded; he coaxed me around. His gentle discussions held great appeal; How my soul longed for a life that was real. He took me and taught me about my true light; Told me not to hide, to let it burn bright. In the shade of his friendship I came alive; No longer a freak, but a creature of pride. The pain that I held so long in my heart Withered and died giving me a new start. I shakilly took some steps from his side; I teetered, and wobbled, and sometimes I cried. The creature that lived as a shadow of self, Gave birth to a being of energy and health. I wish, everyday, to thank that kind soul; Who saw me, so vividly, as completely whole. To him I was never a failure at all, But a being with beauty who survived a big fall. And now it appears, he was right all along. It seems I had merely forgotten my song. Where once I had hidden; too dark to see, I now bristled and brimmed with pure energy. Surrounded by friends, new love in my heart, So far removed from that shape in the dark. |