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