i leap
head first
in anticipation
of the life waiting in store.

but for every forward movement
i am knocked back
five-hundred more.

i stand
with tears ever streaming,
worried
afraid
and losing hope.

what if the happiness
i have longed for
is attached
to a severing rope?

 

i feel
as if my wings
have been
clipped
broken
beyond repair.

a flightless bird
grounded
with possibilities
to which
i won’t let my mind
even dare.

so i am clinging to the tether
that holds
your heart
to mine.

feeling you
with each hiccuped inhalation
and knowing
i will be
fine.

 

in your arms i know
that my
fears
anxiety
will fade.

together
is in our future
that neither
time
nor distance
can take.

i look out
across the reaches
and know
the day
will come soon.

a mere moment
to build the anticipation
until i am once…