My break through

I bring my pain to the table and lay it out.
I have come with a break through.
I look at my insanity that threatens to jump back in
I look away and brace myself. For I am stronger now.
I look my worst fear in the face and feel no threat.
I smile at its defeat as it looks at me with pure hatred.
Could this be permanent or just for the moment?
Would I soon face its cold clutches again?
No, I would not let it. For this moment I can smile
With no restriction. Laugh with no confinement.
Dance with pure joy.