Page 1, I wrote this after my mom came home from a rehab center. I had finally realized that the worst was behind me. And that although i still feel the pain every now and then, it was time to move on and let go.
And now, as I look at the ‘me’ of years ago,
I know that the worst is behind me.
I still feel the occasional slash of the whip,
But I know, I will carry on, knowing there are friends beside me.
I know there will be the occasional sniffle or tear,
But I carry on, without a shadow of doubt or fear,
Knowing that the sea is finally at ease,
And the real person inside me,
A bird, trapped in its cage,
Will finally be set free.
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