Slowly, I step forward

Slowly, I step forward.

Cautiously…

I out stretch my hand…

And feel it with my fingertips.

It's…warm and soft.

The shadows inside my body are telling me to stay away.

But…I don't want to.

I feel better almost.

In my mind I'm thinking…

"What about what I'm leaving behind?

Why am I scared?"

Perhaps it's because I've never been like this before.

I'm a bit scared but…

I'm still young.

Just let the words flow.

You'll be fine.

I know you will.