Poetry Unraveled

Candle in the window

I yell at the darkness to release the light...the luminescent hope it has held hostage in its' icy grasp. I balance on shattered beams of patience as they begin to decay under my footing. I feel as if I am going to loose my grip on reality...on my sanity. I try to detain my negativity and swallow my doubts.
" I am stronger than this!"
My mind becoming more and more empowered upon each step. I pull myself through the rumble that is my past.
"I got this!"
My breathe echoing the pounding of my heartbeat...they are in sync...simpatico. I lasso my sanity, plaster it back into my cranial cavity and use my newfound foundation to build my future upon.
"You got this....you'll make it...your willpower is much stronger than the past you thought so ominous, the one that attempts to overpower your thoughts." The darkness shatters like a stainglass window.
"I have won"
I step into the iridescence that the future emanates.