Before I Step into the Dark

Sassy Lou

Even in a crowded room of a thousand open hearts, my own soul sits in the dark

Love is touching me, but my soul is freezing

I am ready to love, but my history keeps me locked away

And like a fool I look away while the storm lets loose

I am scared to let someone read the wreckage of my history

I want to be better.

But who will comfort me when I make this leap?

Who will wrap their arms around me on my hardest days?

Can healing and hurting happen at the same time?

Does the weight of yesterday stop me from walking into tomorrow?

Can I cry even when I'm happy?

Can I weather the storm?

Let me ask for the map of the stars before I step into the dark

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  • sorenbarrett

    I love your last line that ties the poem to the title. It is deeply metaphoric and conveys well its message. Very nice

  • Paul Bell

    Once you step into love, hurricanes don't matter.
    Always think there should be a practice run though, you know, a starter pack in love, the do's and dont's. Sounds like a business idea.

  • Tristan Robert Lange

    Cassie, this really hit me. There’s such a painful tension between wanting love and fearing what love might uncover. That struggle comes through strongly, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛



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