Stepping in between
Of what's going to happen
I'm staring down the path I chose, and I want to be
Like the toes I'm stepping in between.
This is my own choice, my own rocky path to dreams,
This is my own road
Dragon skin, dragon's claws, dragon's breath,
All waiting to trip me up.
Waiting for the fire
To come down from the trees
And burn my dreams away.
Dragons gleem here, stand tall, proud,
Wanting to trip me down.
But I can't be scared.
Instead, I walk,
Totally unprepared for what lies ahead.
Copyright 2010 Shannon Grant