Monday, February 25, 2013

You know they'll come and go, but memories, they last a lifetime.

With bravery and desperation,
growth got me through,

even though instability lead the way
and all the suffering that came along
has left with out a trace.

Friends found along the way
are memories of yesterday.

By the looks of me
you'd never know
what I've been into,

or the sounds
that sent me there.

So in a single breath
I breathe it out, steam,
in the cold winter air.

Sometimes it's that easy
to put the past behind you.