And so I walked in a haze
Light like the wind,
Heavy as a wave.
I walked by everything that preceded me
Along everything that followed.
I traced every path, graced every ground
Where I left a trail, an unapologetic mark
Places I didn’t have reason to go to
Faces I shouldn’t have held so close.
I revisited every grave I sealed shut
Ripping up every bone from the gravel.
And just like that, I was faced with the fabric of my existence –
Woven indelicately by me, by my destiny
I had questions but I was immune too long, had scars that never hurt. Not once.
I had an ignition to keep walking
But my heart pounded heavily.
My mind directed me, yet again
To chase a worthier world
One that already had its home and heath in my head, that which I never found my welcome in.
And so I walked on,
For every step I found caution,
Every aspiration was deemed a mistake.
But while the most pristine, carefully crafted drops of confidence were set ablaze, I treaded backwards.
Away from the merrier glow of dawn towards the grimmer, albeit inviting twilight.
I treaded down that road to don the same fabric
That I had the privilege to sew.
A design I had toiled to birth, still gleaming in the lustre of my sweat
Vibrant in the blood of my inexperienced hands.
And now I walk back, bringing with me my burden. A burden of love, an upholstery of truths
A repository of my identity.
And I carry with me nothing else but a dare –
To my mind, to my demons
To trample over us.
I give you all my 24 yards
Tear it if you can.
