It feels like the world's closing around me. Darkness shadow's me, a little faster each time. Can't see which path to take, it all seems sceptical.
I take a risk, follow one of the pathways, stumble at every step, but learn to stand on my own two feet. I still trudge along, and hit a dead end. There is no other way out. I slowly retrace my steps, uncoil from the rope that is wound around me. Back to square one, the journey starts all over again.
Frustration, anger and grief envelops me; every turn is the wrong one. Walking in and out of trouble, but learning not to go back there again.
Back to square one; The Final Path. This is it, take a risk! It's all or nothing.
Spur of the moment bravery kicks in, I step into the lane. I see brave, determined and sympathetic faces; I don't understand anything. I continue to trudge along, alone. But I am not alone. At each step I feel a lightness in my body, I continue.
I've reached the end, I see a light; My journey is complete. All is not lost, there is hope.
There is Hope.
