Emerging From The Shadows

I emerge from the shadows of the past that have railed against my fates

I shrug off old memories, I cast aside doubt, walk out of depressed gates.

I peer, I look ahead to the future; confidently it meets my tentative smile

It extends a kind hand, emboldens my resolve and I walk that last mile.

 

Alas, but he past refuses to stay quiet, it rises up again warring with me

Much as I refuse it still badgers me, harangues me to look back, to see

What a pitiful state was mine, what depths of sorrow I have called home

Much as I try to shake off the dread, I fear that it still lingers in me, some.

 

Its clutches may have weakened as my intent strengthened but alas

It still has the power to shatter my will, strew it like shards of glass

For I have to admit, my past has weakened me, it has enfeebled me

It debilitated me, blinded me to a degree that I was unable to see

 

I stand at the crossroads looking at the path behind and ahead,

Unsure of how to move past this turmoil that rages in my head.

Then, taking a leap of faith, I gather my courage and walk on

Ahead on the path, embracing what fate and the future bring on.