Becoming

Like a sodden sponge

Soaking up the sense of self

I squeeze out the water

To make the sponge softer

Like a thick dark room

Steals the light

I thrown open the curtains

And let the sunshine in

Like hot air on a winter’s day

Confidence evaporates

Until the snowdrops appear in Spring

And brings a new awakening

But unlike the seasons

I am not changing

As this was always

Who I was meant to be.

©jaxx sullivan 2023