Saw the Writing

I saw the writing you gave to me,

Up on the wall and a distinct word,

Yes I know how far I've reached,

To look up from the mire,

That marks the ending,

Of when I'll stop this journey of fear,

To begin another outside and off this grime,

I’ll bear my cross,

So I stand in this light,

So light of heart and mind that dares,

The end is near as my destiny changes.