I stood at the crossroads, staring at
directions collected to confuse me
Seeking a shadow that was not my own
Finding street signs pointing past my dreams,
where my new life might lead
and with closed eyes I moved forward

Heard the *** holes laughing
Paused for a passing thought
Felt the sun on my shoulders
Sang a song in my mind without words

Then walked towards the future (let the potholes laugh)
My head held high…one step at a time

Alone…I think not,
as faces appear on the horizon, and they are smiling,
waving me on…challenging me to the tape
Reminding me that the finish line…
is just the beginning

A simple melody, a yellow rose
A forgotten tragedy, my sweetest repose

A ****** trail, snow white sails
The end of all travail, my sweetest repose

A gentle brook, the sweet warm air
A good old book, my sweetest repose

A grain of sand, a giant oak
The touch of your hand, my sweetest repose

A drop of dew, the evening hue
A day with you, just to name a few
You're my sweetest repose

You, yes you.
Typing out your despair.
Trying to feel less mental.
I've definitely been there.

You're in pain.
You are actually giving birth.
To another stronger you
A you with more self worth.

It will rip.
But I must reassure you
The emptiness gets refilled
Soon will come your debut

So, you, yes you
Keep typing your despair
I hope you feel less mental
Knowing that you will repair.