When the walls of self acceptance are crushed within our own hands,
When the shame of who are boils from our veins,
When the world we thought we knew no longer applies,
Who is left?
When one lives outside the box,
When one rediscovers that hidden life,
When the world around is no longer the same,
Who will emerge?
When reason and doubt no longer rule each day,
When a journey taken contradicts everything known,
When the horizon and the future finally converge,
Who can continue?
When there are no more answers,
When there is only self,
When the future is all that stands before you?
Who will survive?
When all that is seen, felt or experienced is reborn,
When life begins,
When all that is left are questions,
Who am I?