No More……

Time

rolls forward

never backward

for if it did

all who regret

who dismay

would want to try to change

the mistakes of their pasts.

Are they truly mistakes?

I don’t know about you

but me

my mistakes

they are what have molded me

what have changed me

what have made me the woman I am…..

Yet I am not only my mistakes.

I am my strength.

I am my dreams.

I am my truth.

My desires.

I am me.

Missing…..

forgotten…..

strength……

truth…..

me…..

A butterfly

erupting from its cocoon

bursting upward

caught within the halestrome

free finally……

Belief is a many faceted thing

when lost

laying broken at ones feet

head hung

tears crying.

No more.

No more loss.

No more grief.

No more……

No more

is my new mantra

positive

freeing

for no more

shall I fall at anyone’s feet

I am my truth

my healing…..

myself.

March 11/19