Dare I channel these thoughts
into a stream of words
rushing through this wilderness
that is my life?

Dare I breathe a hint to the rustling wind
glancing off these shadowy leaves
baring a glimpse of undergrowth
hidden beneath this jungle of dark secrets?

Dare I tentatively hold onto
the fragile tendrils of your trust
within these gnarled boughs
of my withered hindsight?

Never again shall I wish upon a shooting star
as I stumble along this mist-driven path....
no longer will I wring my doubts....
through life's mangle

My goal is a far-off beacon....
........I dare!