What seemed barely impossible once before seems too plausible now .
Firstly everything that you use to believe was infinite , what use to make your world spin around , so irrelevant now .
I’m ready ,
I’m ready to know me
I’m not going to let go , like I have done so many times before .
I’ve written so many blogs , many unpublished , blocked from my own thoughts , my own words that slide to the tip of my tongue .
Wearing my heart upon my sleeve , I know now , I was never ready not until now .
To let go of the identity I thought once belonged to me .
I stare upon my reflection , I had no idea who you were, an intruder living my life , pulling me further away from my identity, weakening me to the core .
Ok never know what’s in the stars , but now I’m ready to find out . Grasping st each twinkle , to know who I am .
I don’t know if I’m going to like what I see , or what il be , but I’m ready now .
I don’t want to think about it , I need to feel it , see it .
Wrap my arms around it .
I find myself reaching out , wearing my daily face less and less, venturing out , waking up and the fear of the world left upon my pillow .
I’m ready .
I want to be more , I need to be sure