I take an unsteady step

my foot placed firmly on the path

neon dreams glowing in the distance

Crack!

The ground opens before me

a gaping crevice

the steam of rejection misting upwards from the earth

Dare I walk ahead

where the ground crumbles?

Easier not to try …

Safer to return to what I know

especially when so weary

my body weighted with negativity

my arms heavy as lead

But now I notice my hands

wielding a sledgehammer

How long have I been the saboteur of my own destiny?

www.mypastmademe.com 2012