The dewdrops fall like midnight rain,
As I step deeper into the woods with nothing but a flimsy nightgown to protect me from the elements.
The fog rolls in thickening to a soupy consistency,
I realize I have had this dream before, or rather a nightmare.
As I throw caution to the wind and all but disappear in the foggy mist guided only by the pale moonlight.
I for the first time in my life, am not afraid.
There are no demons from a past long forgotten surrounding me.
There is only peace and my soul rejoices that for once it is just me standing in the nightmare of what once was. Enjoying a late night stroll as it should be.
I am alone with my thoughts, that once upon a time were so chaotic, I knew one day they would drive me mad.
Sticks and stones penetrate my fragile feet, as I walk barefoot through the forest yet I don’t feel a thing.
My soul has been released and I become lighter than air the darkness can no longer touch me. I am filled with my very own light.
I exude its blinding brightness and once again I rejoice in the knowledge that I am free.
Free of my worst nightmares. I faced them head on and they didn’t break me. They strengthened me. I gobbled them up in the darkness of what once was my soul.
I could feel them weakening as I grew stronger. Now, I am unstoppable, here in the dark, I can finally see the light.
My light, and it is beautiful.