The Reformation
I can't believe how
my life has changed
from one of a happy facade
through the morose and hopeless trajectory
that I traveled daily
to my final resting place
of ultimate bliss.
My path was a crazy one
of delusions and phobias.
For years, I felt
uneasy and heavy hearted.
I was obsessed by my thoughts.
Thoughts I couldn't control.
My brain roamed freely
through these ideas.
I grappled with my conscious.
What to do?
I then listened
to my inner voice
and ran with my heart.
I rushed head long
into your waiting arms.
Where I have found
my true self
and can be the person
who was hiding within
all along.
A woman who is
happy, safe, and secure
in her own skin,
on her own terms.
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