Abuse, pain, fear ruled my life for so long
Merely keeping my head out of the water was exhausting
It requested all my strengths and dedication
Hope for a pleasant future was a luxury
That I couldn’t entertain.
Love lost its fantastic beauty
Friendship had an expensive cost
Life was too laconically cynical
The idea of a paradise
was a childish fantasy
And if only my sufferance was enough
Looking around me was heartbreaking
Immobile dancers,
Silent singers,
Fearful artists
And the ridiculous
Sequacious academics
Giants afraid of their own shadows
I thought I had
To get used to the mediocrity
of thoughts and souls
And so my dreams still held the glimmer of darkness
What kind of a dreamer was I
When pain and fear still whispered through my visions of hope?
I didn’t know I would be happy to see my dreams shattered
But they did, and when they did
I knew I had broken the shackles of my survival
Turns out
My fight for life had brought me
Closer to heaven than I have ever dreamed off
Turns out
I’ve been dreaming too small
so so small
Love is much more beautiful than I ever thought
True friends are priceless
I redefined love
I redefined life
Like you
I am a giant,
I am
And while I smile back at my shadow
I see that my feet
Are treading the earth
And I don’t walk
I run
and I smile
I smile
Because what is ahead of me
Isn’t a dream
It is very real.
Sarah Benayoun creator and editor in chief of the Nospokesman
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