Becoming myself

In time,

the path I take may lead me further away,

only to find myself with my soul in my hand

and in its place a requiem

for what I did not become

for becoming who I am.

It is this path,

this winding road,

this journey that I fear more than any other,

that has made me a better person,

for being what I truly am,

instead of what I thought I wanted to be,

what you wanted me to be.

It is this path,

that has made me better

than I had ever allowed myself.

In time,

I will make peace with myself.

But I am not yet ready for that,

as I am still traveling,

becoming who I am.