The Awakening
The Awakening
Fear at full flight hits again
Panic rises, my heart pounds
I try to run, where do I go?
To escape from myself
How do I stop this onslaught
This attack on all my senses
Leaving me reeling and overwhelmed
To be free is not an option
For I am trapped, by past events
Inside my emotions, I am a prisoner
I flounder and search for someone
Anyone to come and rescue me
For I am now out of control again
Fear that is likened to a young child's
Searching, pleading, to be saved
Begging for someone to take over
To take control and stop my fear
Then comes the day, the awakening
I hear a small voice in my head
Somehow it is clearer now
Usually hardly audible at all
Now though so much louder it says
‘'Come child, come on through the years''
‘'follow me, and do what I say''
Empowerment now it is mine
I've realised the person I've searched for
All of this time has been
there with me all of the time.
~ TRIZIA~
© 2005
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