The Commitment

I'm over the hump

I'm past the pain

Into a space where I can regain . . .

my clarity.

Peace of mind is not a thing of the past

It's an action sought continuously,

that's how it last.

Gaining my momentum and stability all at once,

left my mind a little shook

from the whip lash that's washing out the past,

clearing my mind from its spaz.

Over the hump

of my past

Over the hump

it did not last

My willingness to make it was like a blast

into a consciousness that surpassed all fears and losses

and the pain that it cost us

I made a choice to listen to my voice, to understand my remorse.

I forced myself to endorse in me.

Not my need to be a part of this situation or the next

But to flex my pecks and show myself of my own willingness to commit.

Commit to my . . .

heart

Commit to my . . .

head

Commit to my . . .

soul

Commit to my . . .

role

Commit to my . . .

mission

Commit to . . .

loving me

As this is the first thing I see over the hump and past the pain

into a space where I have regained,

it's me.

©2019 S.L. Harris