How Do I Get There - A Poem By: Ryan O'Keefe

Is there a particular door that opens for you?

Who opens that door? And when can I walk through?

I've been on this side trying to do the right things.

What will forgiveness, grace and love for myself bring?

It's like running a marathon that hasn't begun,

Reaching a finish line without the sound of a gun,

Am I supposed to let go of everything I've become?

I want to feel the change but when will it come?

Someone said you'll get to the other side when you confront all that you run from,

When you accept your faults, all the good and bad that you've done.

It's frickin exhausting

I'm tired of hoping

Done with the coping

No more surviving

How do I get there

So I can start living

Embody the loving

Feel the same inside as my outside is showing.

I'm doing the internal work cuz they said it's required.

Why does it take so long for my brain to rewire.

Where is there? Why do I so badly want to be there?

And how in the heck am I supposed to get there?

Poetry Written By:

Ryan O'Keefe

Poetry Published By:

Eryn Dunbar