I have been held back,
Tied down to life’s mast
As the world rocks forward,
Lurching in an unknown sea.
I can only stare at the heavens,
The universe sparkling in
Clouds of deceased stars
And vast voids of space.
I am a prize and a prisoner;
My life has been hijacked
By pirates of depression and pain.
I continue to look at the light,
But I’m queasy and weak from the waves.
Tiny traces of hope glimmer,
And fighting with every stifling breath
I endure taking the ropes apart.
Fiber by fiber, thread by thread,
I untangle and set them free.
In time–and I hope it’s soon–
The cords will uncoil
And I will soar away to Paradise.
© 2017 Valerie Hathaway