The road to success can be lonely,
The path to inner healing is solitary.
In the end, many will desert and forget you.
As I stand and look around, all I have is me.
I enter a contest to test my skills of writing,
Wanting to expand my abilities and knowledge,
I get the phone call that says I made the finals,
Here is where my road will lead me.
As I stand upon the stage,
Sharing with many, my thoughts and dreams,
My lips speak but my eyes seek,
My family, my friends, or anyone close to me.
My heart aches a moment, but I stand tall.
As my eyes fall upon other contestant's families surrounding them,
I remain alone, but not yet shaken.
I may have no one, but my faith in myself remains unbroken.
As the names are read out for the awards,
I hear my name being spoken loudly, for 1rst place.
I walk slowly upon the stage, I breathe out..1..2...3...
Through the dark days, I have to remember, In the end I'll always have me.
*This may be a bit funny to some, but I felt every one of these words at the moment.