Ready to Fly

I look into my soul
I see darkness and light
Sometimes I like who I am inside
And sometimes I loath who lives there.

I think I am playing a game sometimes
But then again, life can make us doubt
I want to play like a child
In this world of mature expectations

I want my life to be perfect and right
But I do nothing to help that along
The freedom of my soul stands at the door
I hope I have the strength to open it

I want to soar as an effortless eagle
Something inside has to take wing and fly
Am I fooling myself, is it a cruel joke
Or is it within my grasp, my destiny

The price of the pain has bought fruit
Shaping and clarifying the gem within me
I would not willingly walk that path again
I am wearing the wisdom gathered along the way

I am learning to walk again, not paralyzed by fear
It feels as if it is my first attempt at living
Unhindered by the chains I wore for so long
I am finally content with who I have become.

Reviews

[A Wanderer of Dreams]

This poem is almost completely how I feel except the last stanza. I haven't found that ending/beginning yet. Your thoughts reflected clearly and collectively in this piece. Thank you for sharing this. It makes me feel less alone.

[Theresa]

Love this it says all that I have been feeling lately. I loved the lines:
"I want to play like a child
In this world of mature expectations"
Sometimes you wish you could go back to your care free days and have fun, but you know that you can't. It's sad, but it's part of growing up I guess you can say. The ending is great:
"I am learning to walk again, not paralyzed by fear
It feels as if it is my first attempt at living
Unhindered by the chains I wore for so long
I am finally content with who I have become."
The words say so much and have so much meaning within them. Nicely done. Thanks for sharing. I really enjoyed it.