I focus. I focus. I refocus towards promise. Towards dreaming. Toward the end of hopelessness just past the end of me. The end of fear. The end of barriers that have trapped me. That have held me back. That have trampled at times on my sight. Blinding me. Impairing my vision. Darkening the steps that I must take. That call to me. That stir without cease my soul. That I have been born for. That I have been born for. That I have been born for.