At times the anticipation of pain will keep you stuck in the same place
It will give you inertia and though wisdom might give you a nudge you will ignore
Going on through the day with the fear in your heart
Nothing you do will involve the ‘all’ of you
For fear will overpower, override, overwhelm everything
Your heart will be like a small scared child
And as you sit through the darkness
Trying to stop the tears that glide incessantly
With quivering lips and shivering fumbling fingers
Wiping those tears on your face
In the darkest hour sometime somehow
A thought, a place, a deed
Or some long lost fellow traveller’s words
Would whisper and echo
Through some small space in your heart unaffected by pain
here you would turn again and again to seek solace and comfort
To take that small step towards an unknown destination
As you feel the chain of pain slacken
You take a breath towards freedom….
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