Memories of how my past affected my life.
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I feel my old self wash over me like a tidal drift
I hardly recognize the insecurities
The failed dreams that once were all I knew
I know the feeling of death as I sift through my life
The feeling of love unrequited
And I bat at the wood I left adrift in the rivers of my past
Tears for all the miracles I am left to wonder if I ever saw
Blessing I forgot to count
Choking the flow of everything I became
.
I inhale slowly for every breath I forgot to live
I want to cry silently
As I look to where those journeys led me to live
.
For now I see the vast and open sea
A father, children, wife
A family man sailing forward into the world
.
I feel my old self wash over me like a tidal drift
I HARDLY recognize the insecurities
For I know my life with god, family and country
.
For I know my life I have set to live.
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