Deliverance
Caught between what I want
and what I can never be:
an animal caged
whilst dreaming of the Serengeti.
A letter addressed,
under-funded, undelivered,
never to reach its destiny.
As a child, naïve, blinkered.
Life was simple,
so easy to comprehend.
Youthful arrogance
my foremost friend
that blew away
in the gentlest of winds:
a soulless character
without the will to win.
An un-tethered Leviathan
with its superficial heart
began to unleash
its psychotic poisons within,
a scourge, an obnoxious beast
wishing me only harm.
My life began to unravel,
a darkness overwhelming;
a journey without sight.
My intellectual capacity
to delve deeply into
the complexities of my mind,
the concepts that allowed me
to rationalise, to grow,
nearly destroyed me...
a gift I so often despised.
Today, I hardly recognise
the person I used to be.
My inner thoughts are my own,
a mind able to function with clarity,
no longer a collection
of misshapen thoughts...
My past,
a welcome companion,
together, we will discover
our veracious destiny.
Copyright © Peter Golden | Year Posted 2010
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