Thank You?

Blush, smile, and say, "Thank you."

Now comes the spiral,

My mother's voice in my head,

"Wait until they find out the truth about you..."

A cold sweat,

My heart races,

'They know, they all know.'

I am a fake, a phony, a liar, a misleading fairy of darkness,

I take a deep breath,

The Crow cries, "No."

"Caw?" I reply,

The Crow shakes her head, "No."

"I am a fake, and I don't know what I am talking about, I am terrible."

"No."

I pace back and forth,

the spider coming whispering examples of all my failures,

Still the Crow cries, "No!"

I shake, fear in my heart, words choking my hope,

The Crow flies from her perch,

She meets me,

My eyes to her all seeing Eye, and still she cries, "No."

"No?"

The Crow turns her head from side to side,

Checking to see if I finally mean it.

"No! I will not do this to myself."

The Crow beckons me to move forward.

I close my computer,

and I walk away in the hopes that my Crow will grown into a Raven, and I can hear the words my heart yearns for.