The Beginning

Before the articulation

of thought

and emotion took form

there was the essence of

me

with the promise

of everything I could be.

With no chorus

set to the chimes of time

or demons converging in my mind,

freedom paved the path ahead.

With nothing to leave behind

I journeyed to the end of the world

and then back

to who I once was

this time

submerged

in

mixed conceptions

and fast deceptions,

every step moulded

every drop unfolded,

I must

shed off the skin

to let the

healing process begin.

April 2011