Aug 29, 2018
From the memory
The simple dreams
That yearned to shape
An ideal reality
From all the things
I though I was supposed to be
To and fro
The twists and turns
And unneeded anxiety
From my idea of what
I hoped society would see in me
The expectations
And unanswered anticipations
My hopes and dreams
That never came to be
The picture perfect world
Inside my head
That lured me into
A false sense of security
From the lies and pain
The days that told me
I would never feel love again
And all the rest that felt
Like walking to hell and never returning
From everything that is not
Being
Living
Breathing
In this moment
Loving
And creating
From all the things that
Do not help complete me
I let go
