And Beginning

By Erek James Erekson

We played on the hill,

Fought our battles as if it were the world,

And it meant the world to us

To win and never be wrong.

But since then I’ve embraced

Failure’s cold depression.

I’ve felt the biting frost of fear.

It paralyzed me—for a while.

Now, I know that there is more

Than games and winning.

It starts with erasing

And beginning.