This was a very special summer for me... It marked the beginning of my life as me. Eventually, I will post older poetry as well, but at this point there is a radical change in theme and content. It was the summer I finally decided, while in a safe place, to tell my family I was a lesbian. I really thought that summer, I would die. I did not. They did not. My journey began, in earnest.
My Journey by Angela Wilcox, July 1992
The pain in my eyes,
The tears on my cheek,
The sorrow deep down in my heart.
These are a part of my journey,
Begun as a search for me.
The road ahead is dark, full of pitfalls,
Yet ahead, there's a light I can see.
For the pain, a gentle touch for comfort;
For the tears, a shoulder and a hug;
For my heart, a friend I can share with.
My journey turns into adventure,
Where I know I will finally find me.
The road now ahead bright, not so scary,
And I realize, I'll finally be free.
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