Sitting here
with uncertainty -
what will be
next for me...
Venom spewed
sickness near -
what you mean
is made quite clear...
Stomach knots
through teary eyes -
humiliation
hidden cries...
No one there
to stand with you -
cutting ties
when binds are through.
Is it time
to finally be -
cut from the ties
that always bind me...
Seeing what
I want to see -
instead of living
forcefully...
Letting go of
what is behind -
with a new daily
sun filled grind...
and never having
to ever face -
the worn-out past
I will erase.
Nobody lives there
Anymore -
So why am I waiting
at a past front door...
They all have moved
or passed away -
there really isn't much
to make me stay...
So take the leap
on this bungee cord -
believe in yourself
believe in the Lord...
Why not live
before you die -
when you hesitate
ask yourself why?
