I awoke one morning, same as the rest.
Praying for my dreaded day to somehow be blessed.
Still held down by heavy chains,
Incredible, insurmountable obstacles were all that remained.
Slowly behind, my chains dragged in the sand.
As I moved aimlessly around a broken, senseless land.
My eyes followed the chains but just couldn't see,
What had imprisoned me so conspicuously.
So I cast my eyes a bit further ahead,
Instantly blinded by an angry, raging bed.
That swept me away, chains and all.
Attacking my lungs, choking my call.
Dark, swirling waters washed over my head,
My skin being scraped until I furiously bled.
I washed up on shore, my eyes open wide.
And steadily stared up at the sky.
I slowly turned over, a tedious task,
Glancing into the waves, not knowing how long I could last.
From beneath the water someone was looking at me,
With eyes so large and bright, looking back so painfully.
Cuts and bruises painted them red,
Broken lips whispering..... I wish I were dead.
Who was this? A person so lost, darkened by the world.
Reaching out to stoke their fragile face,
My fingers about to touch theirs, in this truely tranquil place.
And as we touched, my friend disappeared.
Gone, the water rippled, then stood still and clear.
Suddenly I understood! This person was me!
A reflection showed my true condition. I jumped back fearfully.
What have I done? This isn't me!
My mind racing, such insanity!
This sorry being, barely held together.
How could this happen? Would it last forever?
No! NO! I'm done being tired, being held down and hurt.
I'm done being, broken, bleeding and worse.
I'm done letting the world choose my path for me
I'm done allowing darkness to be all that I see.
I stood up strong, my vitality restored!
My wounds were healed, my body not sore.
I struck out on a path toward the sun.
Away from the darkness,
my life had once more,
begun.
by Pauline Marie Daley
July 28th, 2008