Whisking Away the Shade
I used to be audacious; I used to be so strong
I’d rip the roots from tree trunks just to hear their song
Never was I hesitant, never was I wrong

I always had a purpose, one two maybe three
Holding to my fire, letting it take over me
I knew where I was headed, but the end I could not see.

I’ve never needed approval or someone to utter the phrase “Good Job!”
My goal was to tip over my capacity, to feel like a one woman mob.
But was it worth it, me feeling blue, through every moment’s sob?

I’d walk with an ember of light embezzling my life from my head to my foot.
Not always glazed with glitter, sometimes soaked with soot.
People would ask: Why do you do this to yourself, something plainly put.

Would I go back and change a thing?
No
It’s who I am
I live for the overwhelming pride of persistence
But was it worth it?
Yes

I am now a founder of my own love
A founder of complete fire
I watch as the sun is about to rise


It’s time




It’s time




It’s time