Raging winds tore at my hair -
Standing still was no easy task,
Yet moving would insure my demise.
One way led me over the cliff edge,
Another path would send me into enemy arms,
The final path would lead me to open lands.
One option seemed more appealing than the rest,
But I had seen another make that mistake before.
You run from the problem at hand,
Eventually it will catch back up,
And then it takes you down with vicious strength.
My mind was made up,
I would not run from my problem,
Confronting it seemed the only smart choice,
So I took a step forward and inhaled.
This was my path now,
In enemy arms,
Where I would have to learn,
Better myself until I understood my error,
And then -
And only then -
Would I be able to step away from my enemy.
Yet it would no longer be my enemy,
And I would have another new one to beat.
Thus is the pattern of life.
Yet having one after another seems better,
Especially when the other option is:
Let all of your problems combine,
Strengthen themselves and grow.
Confront your fears and enemies today,
And although you will see this situation again soon,
It would be in your best interest not to delay.
Move forward,
Become better than you are,
Grow into one you can be proud of,
Someone you enjoy seeing in the mirror.
~Alyssa Hellenbrand~
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