Today

Five years ago, I was hidden.
Dormant, its true - yet aware.
Different yet fearful and fooled by them all.
I told lies, my disguise laid me bare.

Four years ago, I was beaten.
Held up by my throat 'gainst a wall.
Pushed down and around, and brought close to the edge.
I hid tears, four years, from them all.

Three years ago, I had purpose.
There was a flame that was burning within.
I strove to break free, to be what I was.
I broke chains, shattered brains - denounced sin.

Two years ago, I revealed.
What I had foolishly concealed.
What more could be done - I had weathered it all!
I was me, nothing more - I was real.

One year ago, I had nothing.
No purpose, no goal, no respite.
The adventure had ended, my demons defeated -
But my blood couldn't race lacking fright.

This year...
I look forward.