Glitter in the Snow

It's a quiet night for a walk.
Each step takes me farther past my lies.

A step for fear.
A step for courage.
A step for hating myself.
A step for love.
A step for drugs.
A step for pretending that I'm not.
A step for jobs.
A step for doubt.
A step for everything I'm not.
A step for death.
A step for life.
A step for inviting you in with open arms.
A step for a step.
A run.
A sprint.
A leap.
A jump.
A landing to the person I am.

I take a handful,
throw it in the air,
and watch the glitter in the snow.