Strength

Your past does not define you

I'm terrified of my reaction

Performing just the perfect shyness

Nervousness enthralling thus far

Deep inside my heart and head

I'm reeling, drifting lost in space

Fear and insecurities hidden before now

Rise to form an oily film

Overshadowing my frail happiness

I don't want to be afraid

I don't want to soil this moment

But dark thoughts have hold of my ankle

Pulling me deeper than I've ever been

Raising vengeful questions

Demanding selfless answers

My life is my own to lead

I'm drawing on my strength

This evil will not control me

I'd rather die than play into

His waiting, filthy hands

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i like the personification of that dark part of us that tries to dissuade us from moving forward...that part of us that is darkness and cast a shadow over us and tries to control us.

nicely penned.

jacob

[Skye]

Thank you for your review