The Key

The journey has  often been rocky,
each step pain filled in it's own way;
pushing forward,
nimbly tip toeing
around the sharp edges
and dark empty spaces.

Years spent searching
for something all along
 buried within me...
needing a key
I already had.

Flitting through memories,
stopping to dwell on
the ones that shine the brightest;
skirting around those that
hurt the most.

Finally accepting
the strength I hold
in myself.
Accepting challenges,
sometimes winning
and sometimes not.

There is no other
that can hold that key,
only me.
I unlock or bar what
I wish to face or not.

Full circle back to
the girl-woman I once was,
only wiser and well traveled
through my life.
I can and do complete myself,
For it is my choice
and my key.

~K~