Reflection can be simple but so easy to ignore
when darkness casts a shadow over every single pore
in moments such as this let not your fingers reach to find
the wounds that have congealed themselves so perfectly in time
Instead of making circles round a past's familiar pain
retreat into your senses and embrace the hands of change
The difference made today might feel like nothingness at first
but follow through in boldness and again you'll find your worth
Tomorrow's moving forward while a yesterday holds back
and now's the only moment you may have to choose a track