Battling this whirlwind of emotions.
Of a madness of so many years.
So much pain.
Such remembrance.
A smile turns quick into anguish.
So much strength pulling me forward.
Yet I am so weak.
So worn.
It is time.
To see the light
Free my self from the brick wall.
See that light beyond it.
Gentle persuasion pushes me there.
Fear is still there.
I push through it.
I choose to be free now.
I have chosen forgiveness.