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What Is To Come


Looking ahead

The light is brilliant

My future is bright

Brighter than it’s been in a long time

Hope is alive in my heart


One step in front of the other

Doing what I can each day

To accomplish my goals

Dreaming big

Ready to make those dreams come true


Shards of an old life try to cut me

Slice my chest wide open

But their once sharp edges

Have grown soft

They feel feathery and light


I used to let my past haunt me

The ghosts from what once was

Refusing to cease their hold

Keeping me up at night

Planting horrible thoughts into my head


They taunted me

Evil laughter echoed in my ears

“You’ll never be free”

They often told me

Bound and chained to yesterday forever


The chains were heavy

Thick, seeminingly unbreakable

Salty tears fell upon my cheeks more than people knew

Making the same mistakes I have so often made

Unsure of how to change, how to let go


Bolted to the floor

Not able to reach forward

My muscles ached from the effort

Burning, like fire in my veins

Exhausted and defeated


Failure was all too familiar to me

I’d seem to get two steps ahead

But in the end

I ended up miles behind where I’d started

Always wondering, why do I even bother?


Then one day, I’d gotten so sick of being held down

The rashes caused by the chains itched

I knew I needed to break free

Silence the voices

Find a way out of the darkness


Though it was dark and damp where I lay

I was able to find light

I prayed to the Lord for strength

There He was

Calming the harsh waves surrounding me


Over time, the metal weakened

Eventually I was able to break free

With my feet finally unbound

I walked forward

Refusing to look back


I am no longer bound to what was

The anger, the fear

Old sorrows are fading

More and more each day

Finally believing that I’m going to be okay


Miles behind is the dark cave

One in which I will never again dwell

Ahead is the promised land

Peace surrounds my heart like a forcefield

Blocking out the hate that seeks to ruin me


I am stronger than what was

For it doesn’t know the power

That lies in Him

Through His strength

I find the will to triumph


What was is gone

What is now is amazing

And with each day that passes

I find this to be true

What is to come is the best of all


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