Just as I was about to believe
that I'd moved on, I had deceived.
Deceived my heart, for being a pretender
every little smile was never sincere.
The voice told me to forget and forgive
but the pain inside continued to live.
The fear of failure I couldn't remove.
Being strong I failed to prove.
BUT WAIT.
"To my own worries, Shall I surrender
When the road to happiness is almost near?"
Just as my hope was about to fade
The voice told me: "It is not too late
To heal the wound and relive the history
resolve the past and keep good memories".
Just as I was about to believe
- that l was worthless -
I remembered that I was born,
For one definite reason.
dm, 2013
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