I cannot break free

Of the thing that’s holding me back.

I’m trapped within

Its tight clutches.

Whispers of negativity, fear,

Insecurity – they fill my ears.

But I refuse.

I refuse to give in.

I want to follow the path I was

Destined to take.

It calls to me.

I finally break free and run.

I stop a few paces ahead,

Then turn to face what has been

Holding me back for so long.

And I only see…

Myself.

It’s me…

But yet, not me.

This me is afraid

Of being herself, to do

What she wants to do.

I won’t leave myself behind.

I approach myself.

I take the hand of me

In mine and together,

We…I…journey forward.