Night Sky
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The cold wind brushes against my skin as my mind drifts back in time….
Back to the woman I was, the pain I felt.
It still burns to the touch sometimes scorching my heart.
And now the pain fades like as the warm sun sets and the darkness breathes it’s coolness on me.
I stand at this cross road looking at what was once a reality and now what will be.
I sometimes feel as though I am still a child fearing it’s first day at school, not wanting to let go of my mothers hand.
And like that first day I feel somewhat excited and curious at what lies ahead of me.
I fear at this cross road that it will lead me once back to the pain I felt and the woman I was.
I fear so much to yet lose myself and this time will be unable to return to who I am and what I have become.
So I stand here and stare off into the darkness of the night sky, praying , hoping, and wishing that all my hopes and dreams become a reality.
-DLP
- 1998
