Letting go.

Looking in this mirror I find all that I have left behind.
Memories reflecting back at me reminds me of what used to be.

Forgotten loves, forgotten pain, those times I knew I wasn’t sane.
On my own, scared and alone, stumbling through this misty maze.

Starting over, loosing faith, always searching for my next escape…
Giving up on all I know, breaking free and letting go.

Looking back I wondered, would I do it all again?
But then I see the answer, you can’t go back to where you’ve been.

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  • Joie Schmidt on Nov 8, 2009

    Interesting.

    Blessings.

    Sincerely,

    -Liane Schmidt.

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