I closed my eyes
from the light
and when opened them
it was already night.

With my unfamiliar heartbeat
and a voice of faith.
I looked into mirror
and saw her there,
staring at me,
with fear striking glare
and telling me untold tales.

Tales of,
the dreams that died,
the emotions left unfelt,
the words left unsaid
and the path not taken.

I saw her
carving for love,
when loving someone else.

I guess its part of life
and now my choices ,
are what i am.
Let i forgive me
and build a path of self belief
out of this maze
because when winter passes,
spring comes again.

So i will fall again,
fly again,
run and crawl,
will hit by countless stars
But will never stop again!..

My breath,
the path i walked.
The me from yesterday,
the me from today,
the me from tomorrow
its all the answers for me.

M still finding myself,
is on the path to love myself.
Its the beginning of start,
and the end of end.
Now even my scars,
seems my very own constellations.