A morning that doesn’t hint at what’s to come,
Blank stares at a white ceiling bring back moments of the past.
A relentless effort to stay away from thoughts that remind me of them,
Nothing makes it easier for me to take a moment to breathe.
All that happened is the result of me trying to make everything alright,
Taking matters into my own hands, yet in the end, my failures surfaced.
I can no longer create something that is truly mine, to say the least;
There will always be things that remind me of what I’ve missed.
I wanted to see the beauty of this life I’m blessed with;
All I need is time to embrace every aspect of it until it becomes my truth.
To reveal the true nature of my path is an ongoing process of discovery—
We can never see through it until we are surrounded by what we recognize.
My life will never be the same once I feel its true meaning.
Every moment this journey offers is something I will accept.
To cherish every bit of it is my true calling, my pursuit,
Amidst everything that’s happening, I look forward to what the future will bring...
