This is a new place
in which I stand now.
Am I rising
or just sitting in limbo
until I can gather my
thoughts and feel
comfortable in this
new place?
It's not a lonely
place,
just a different place
from which I am used to being.
Am I being transformed
or is my world as I once
knew it to be transforming?
Where are you?
Why am I here?
Where do I go now?
What do I do now?
I shed my tears
of years of holding back
while forging onward.
I feel my way
through the strangeness,
looking for the hands that held
me so tight,
guided me
and supported me
through the years
of laughter and tears.
But they aren't in reach
for me to hold on to and grasp
so I don't fall.
I'm not lost,
for this place is where
I once remembered
filled with laughter
joy and adventure and love.
But it has changed now...
this familiar place.
My playground,
my hiding places
my sanctuary.
They been transformed,
torn apart into
a beast of burden.
Where are you?
Why am I here?
Where do I go now?
What do I do now?
