A New Path

Leaving behind the trace of misery.
Throwing away the burden of melancholy.
I am done believing in holding onto fragility.
Washing my soul from the sticky dust of tragedy.

A new beginning came and held my hand.
A blank sheet of optimism is clear ahead.
Standing on my feet upon thorns, I am no longer depressed.
The flowers are just over there, no I will not cry on bed.

It is now, I am here and no back downs or pains.
I fell from the moon, but I landed atop the stars.
Faith will always be the crown of my dreams.
I will follow my new path; no more haze.


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