Fate

Confused, scared
Sweating through my shirt.
Hands clammy and throat dry,
Hoping I won't get hurt.
Either emotionally or physically, and
My trust has run thin.
Looking up, I see my own face
Spread my fingers across my skin.
In an instant, I know somehow
That life is worth living;
That everything I've accomplished
Is only the beginning.
Who cares what my friends think?
Or my mom and public at large?
I do the things that I love
And that puts me firmly in charge!
Brightening, a radiant glowing smile
Transforms my gloom to joy
As my confidence builds, I jump up
Energy rising from my soul! I destroy
All illusions of failure, all
Frustrations and fears
Are readily pushed down and hidden
I vow to cry no more tears
Because I am mighty, I am strong
I will do what brings me happiness.
Art, caring for animals, writing and laughing
Until the day I die, I say
In this wonderful fate I shall be basking!

-Erin M. Truesdale
April 27, 2013