Note to Self

It takes time, Lost in sorrow, no reeling in tomorrow. Can’t
Rewind, the past has decayed. Bygones:
Figment of a former self Face
fright; Even lovers go astray.

Take time! Why shackle yourself to your shame?
Who told you You were your past mistakes?
This self-grudge— Purge it
to redeem self-love. Rise to light,
from a chrysalis shall we wake?

Fear lies in anticipation, they say.
So take a step.
Though all these voices
mask our choices;
we must break free from the binds.

Your past won’t be your crime.

Bitter is the poison swallowed whole. Let it
calcify, freeze your whole life or
Rectify: Let the fuck ups fuel you ahead.
Color the sky.
Color the sky!
From a chrysalis we shall wake.

Published by WritesofPassage

Welcome to my blog about travel and humanity, where the two join hands to send a message: that we all want to say the same thing. The purpose of this blog is twofold: to give a crazy mind a canvas, and to touch somebody's truth.

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