Here is a poem from my book, SHED.

Meet Me Halfway by T.L. Davis

For so long I had stood at crossroads
This mind stayed on the past
These feet muddied in the present
And no sign of life in the near future

The wrath of turbulent times
Had formed a rapture of never-ending pain
Following me for what seemed to be an eternity
And seeking to bury this soul
Deep into the hell of misery

Exhaustive bouts had drained the best of life from me
As far as these eyes could see
But my vision had become blurred
Due to the pain that strained their sight
For some time now they have been sealed shut
To avoid the question of what is to come
For I still cannot comprehend what came before

At times I heard voices whispering to me
But was afraid to hear their words
Yet one voice had become louder
And profoundly clearer
It asked me if I was ready to move
I answered yes
It asked me to open my eyes
I could not

These lids had been closed for so long
So I began to cry
And slowly my vision came into focus
As I found myself standing at the same crossroads
Yet something was different
When I looked into the distance
I saw myself on the other side
With welcoming arms and extended hands
Voicing gentle pleas to take one chance
Meet me halfway
And so I did