Poetry Contest: I Do This Because I Don’t Think I Can

by Ally Iseman

I do this because I don’t think I can.
Because sometimes I wake up and can’t even stand,
But I do get up and I brush my teeth,
Because you never know who you might meet,
Or what opportunities will present themselves,
Or what ideas you might take off the shelves.

I do this because I don’t think I can.
Because I always thought that I needed a man,
To thrive,
But that was just a lie.
And now I’m finding out what it takes to fly.

I do this because I don’t think I can.
Because the unknown is all that I have in my hand.
My success is found in the actions I take.
It hides just beyond the limits I break,
From within,
Or created outside.
No barrier I meet is a reason to hide,
My greatness.
My rhythm and soul,
Will breakthrough whatever cages my goal.

I do this because I don’t think I can.
To inspire my sisters to be more than a fan,
To walk through the fire created by fears,
So that the rest of their lives will be made up of years,
Of joy,
Of freedom and zest,
For the very best thing that they have left.
The best,
Of themselves in the light.
Empowered by action,
Their dreams taking flight.

I do this because I don’t think I can.
Because carrying my shame seemed like more of a plan.
A cautionary tale of survival,
That I forfeited in order to stage a revival,
Of my life,
My self and my passion,
Which are flowering now in a very full fashion.
I do this because I don’t think I can.
Because knowing our worth involves creating a ban,
On the vampires,
Who drain out our light,
Just as our dreams are about to take flight.

I do this because I don’t think I can.
Because I have no other option than to now take a stand,
For myself,
For my voice and my art,
For without those things I was falling apart,
At the seams,
I lost all of myself.
And regaining that will take far more than wealth.

I do this because I don’t think I can.
Because proving me wrong will allow me to land,
On the truth,
That has always been there,
Lying in front of me naked and bare.
That I’m powerful,
And graceful and strong,
And accepting those facts couldn’t be further from wrong.

I do this because I don’t think I can.
Because the Creative Force in me is breaking the damn,
Built by doubts,
And lies and self hate.
The river is rushing I can no longer wait,
To reveal,
What I know to be true:
I do this because I know you can too.

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