Danger lurked

all around

So close

its very being

stole my will

with a warmth

that deceived

even as it

caressed

the nape of my neck

 

It meandered in

slowly

so as to stay

hidden

as my world

slowly

slipped away

moment by moment

and

blow by blow

 

Not a crisis

but rather

a slow-motion

crescendo

that grew

season upon season

year upon year

Until a stranger

looked back at me

as I gazed

in the mirror

 

Something broke

as something grew

Habitual excuses

pushed aside

to make room

as a desire for change

won the battle

called

indecision

 

There was no knight

in shining armor

or pot of gold

at the end of the rainbow

And so

I saved myself

moment by moment

season after season

year after year

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