Friday, December 5, 2008


When resignation is
The only thing I have
Left to give

When rock bottom
Closes its mouth and won’t
Swallow me in

When the polarity
Of my inner compass
Is off by a half degree
And my way cannot be
Felt or seen

When darkness can’t
Hide what is secret.
When what I choose
To remember I
Always seem to forget

When all my frailties
Are exposed.
When doors are closed
Where they were just opened

I drop my head feeling
Lost and that I’ll never win;
I tuck my chin deep into my skin
Put my face to the obstacles that
Feel like a monsoon wind

Taking a deep breath
I am convinced!
Resignation is not in my plan
It is only when I think I can’t
That I know I can

© Alya Landry 2008

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