My Journey

Woman

MY JOURNEY

My character,

Has took some knocks,

In recent times.

But being so close,

I just did not,

See it happening.

I did not,

Feel its presence,

And do you know what?

I felt like a victim.

Entitled.

I fell into a trap.

I am not a victim.

I have too much love around me,

To ever have the right,

To use that word.

Life threw some challenges at me,

And I was not prepared.

I made life harder,

Than it should be,

And I took it to heart when it hit.

But now,

My eyes are wide open.

My senses are my strength.

The saying goes,

It is not how you fall,

But it is how you get up again,

That is the measure of you.

And I am standing,

Let me assure you,

I am standing proud,

And I am standing tall!

I have a hill in front,

That is for sure.

But, to me, right now,

That hill, it looks small.

In first aid,

They say,

Put your safety first.

So, I am getting off this ride.

I choose to prioritise me.

Who I really want to be!

That is what I decide,

And not waste time,

On things,

That distract,

From my purpose of me.

Beyond that hill,

There are more hills,

And my success,

My real value,

My personal goal.

Is to leave this world loved,

And if I can,

Even just a little bit,

To make it better,

Than I found it.

I do not fully know,

Who I am yet?

But I am most definitely,

Beginning to learn,

Who I am not!

But do not mark my life,

By the end of a goal.

My life is paved,

By my journey,

Of the steps I take,

Each, and every day.

Redefining myself,

I have a blessed opportunity,

To let go,

Of all those things,

That have gotten in my way,

That have held me back.

One by one,

Those things I dislike,

I choose to let them go.

I am getting my life,

Back on track.

I will not always,

Do my best,

But I will learn,

And I will get better.

I may make mistakes,

But I will make amends.

I make this promise to you,

And promise to me.

I am the author,

Of my own life.

And my story,

Will have a happy end.

(c) Jay Rose Ana