Crossroads

Up, down, left, right
Where to go, hang on tight
Not in circles, not behind
Forward only, even blind

Confusion, foggy, not quite sure
Lighthouse ahead, even if blurred
Faith, trust, add some fear
All work together, makes things clear

Complete clarity, that’s the goal
Eyes fixed, you’re in control
Warm light appears through the murk
Trust it or don’t, it’s lots of work

Even when heavy, things will be light
Follow your gut, about to take flight
End is near, struggles will fade
Abundance is yours, just like you prayed

Written by Rebecca Grace Snider

 

UNBROKEN SPIRIT

Through the rubble, I emerge.
My scars are my glue.
Pain propels me into action.
I wasn’t held down, I flew.

My past has a purpose.
Acknowledge and rise.
It’s through fear that I grow.
More aware, more wise.

Love has its limits.
This I now know.
Can’t fix you, can fix me.
I will prove, I will show.

My heart beats anew.
A life to reclaim.
With strength in my spirit,
I embrace my own name.

Written by Rebecca Grace Snider

 

MATTERS NOT

Far or near, it matters not

Standing alone with all that I got

The distance unknown, the journey ahead

Move forward, chin up, be strong they said

 

Crawling, running or tip-toeing to test

A gentle push, then a gentle rest

My view is imagined, but could be a fact

No way to know, just stay on track

 

The future will reveal my story untold

Uneven terrain, but my heart is bold

My toolbox is heavy with all I may need

Searching for focus, can I follow your lead

 

Discarded untruths, letting go of the waste

Not holding onto things I can’t see, can’t taste

The unknown can be beautiful, and I do believe

One day I’ll look back at all I’ve achieved

Written by Rebecca Grace Snider

POLLUTION

Nearly 15 years. That’s a long time.
I tried with my all. Ignored red sign.
Now I’m stuck dealing with shit.
Go go go. I just want to sit.

Made of money. Sure why not.
Pay for it all. Endless pot.
He refuses. Certainly not shocked.
His sad stories. My heart is locked.

He says he still loves me. I don’t care.
But still digs deep enough for a prayer.
Please go away. Live your own life.
I tried so hard to be a good wife.

Apologizing profusely is his solution.
All this does is cause me pollution.
Getting a rise. He knows I can be soft.
My future is bright. No matter the cost.

Written by Rebecca Grace Snider

INSIDE HEALING

Moving forward, changing lanes
Approaching my future wide-eyed
Healing is happening, learning more
Happiness comes from the inside.

Written by Rebecca Grace Snider