Its Raining a New Voice.

I'm on the verge
of a new rhythm in my life.
Something is falling into place.
Its all raining down
erasing my old tracks.
I can't follow them back,
so I must go forward.

While my thoughts used to hide
in the shadows mocking my voice,
They are now in the open.

I want so badly to be the image of myself
I know I truly am,
but I am still hindering my own realization
and I don't even know how I am doing it.
It isn't like a dream,
but it isn't right now.

I must be getting there slowly like rain

dripping down into my being..
drizzling at first.. and getting stronger
I hear the pattering.

but its too dark out to see.

Will I be her?