Were It Not For

These first moments finally free

In more ways like the sea

While little haunts me these days

I sit embracing manifestations

Of a life I once saw that’s arrived today

Voices in our heads we’re unable to escape

Kissing the foreheads of would be mistakes

There is nothing to fear

This, the voice I hear

My angels, my demons, life’s contradictions

And of course… endless hope

Were it not for hope

Truly, I would be free

But I can embrace it

It’s me

ⓒ 2004 Shawn Michael Quinn