Poetry

[Guest Veronica]

I’m surrounded by people, and yet I’m alone.

I dwell in my own house, but I’m not at home.

I’ve lived most of my life, hiding inside a shell.

Tossed a fortune in hopes, into the wishing well.

Memories of time lost, and torturous pain.

Are embedded and grate, there inside my brain,

I searched for the good, but found only despair.

Would often give up with, no emotion to spare.

Had to put up my dream, upon a dark shelf.

Put my own life on hold, for someone else’s health.

And I traveled the trail, of destructive ways.

Hoping that, would put a swift end to my days.

At the end of my rope, my commitments did end.

With the loss of a loved one, now is time to begin.

After too many years, of seeing nothing but gray.

I knew in my heart, that I’d find my way.

To put an end to pretending, throw away the denial.

To embrace the knowledge, I have known since a child.

To feel the warm sun, as it dries all the tears.

Enlightening my soul, and melting my fears.

To just be myself, that is all that I ask.

I’ll endure all the pitfalls, and conquer each task.

It’s better than dieing, while wearing a mask.

This thing called transition that has freed me at last.