May this all start anew
Fresh and rested from a Summer of growth
What started a year ago broke me down
Followed by a Fall of fading feelings
A Winter that left me hollowed
Then Spring sprung me from a grave
I did it all alone
Finding who I am
Learning that my fears are weak
Harnessing my true ambition
To fly amongst the clouds, who recognize me
To see above the sun
I'll never forget my year alone
The bottles and the ***
The drugs and the books
The heartbeats in-between
This life is a painting
Only I know the true meaning
My intention with each stroke hidden
And one day it will be finished
Just like this poem
Aug 22, 2019
Aug 22, 2019 at 6:59 PM UTC
May this all start anew
Fresh and rested from a Summer of growth
What started a year ago broke me down
Followed by a Fall of fading feelings
A Winter that left me hollowed
Then Spring sprung me from a grave
I did it all alone
Finding who I am
Learning that my fears are weak
Harnessing my true ambition
To fly amongst the clouds, who recognize me
To see above the sun
I'll never forget my year alone
The bottles and the ***
The drugs and the books
The heartbeats in-between
This life is a painting
Only I know the true meaning
My intention with each stroke hidden
And one day it will be finished
Just like this poem
Rehabbing my mind, body and soul from my stay in, what could only be described as, my Upside Down. My fears don't control me anymore and my power comes from my ambition to achieve my goals. I'll love myself for loving where I am and where I have been. To the broken bottles and broken hearts, I am sorry. You'll always mean something to me. You'll all be a part of my painting.