So I walked out the
door of misery
for good it seems, I
filled my life with
happy colors and
bright things,
every day I look
around in wonder,
smiling like I never
will stop.
Hoping I won’t
wake up,
if this is a dream,
indeed, if so,
it is the dream of
my life. Everything
I hoped and prayed
for and even more.
No more tears on my
pillow,
no more sobbing
quietly,
instead I am
laughing so hard,
and finding life is
a dream.
A dream of fun and
good times,
making up for my
missed years.
Watching the bubbles
from under the water,
tossing some crumbs
to feed the fish.
Little things that
seem boring to some,
are big deals to
someone like me.
Having a picnic in a
park with no people,
hearing the birds
sing, watching them fly
back and forth as I
thought I’d never see again.
Instead I hear them
from my windows just like
before, thinking
certain things were lost that I would miss,
are not gone after
all. Just like me, they are in a different place,
but still the same.
It makes me feel connected somehow,
to the world beyond.
Believing I could only stay the same,
but happiness has
prevailed. I am now a whole happy
woman, once again.
Feeling no more sadness, no more misery,
best of all, no more
tears.
I wake up every
morning with a feeling that makes me shine,
a feeling that my
day will be happy and fun, I will be free.
Free to do what I
want and not have a chore filled day to dread,
to wish away, to
wonder why me and what others are doing.
Instead, I am one of
those, feeling joy in my heart, working at
my own pace, doing
what I choose to do with my day.
Not having rules set
down before me, to anger me through out
my day. To have food
to eat, whatever I choose. To cook or not.
Nobody making me sad
or cry. Just me and my rabbit enjoying our day.
I almost allowed the
bad times to follow me to my new life,
but instead my head
and heart overruled that influence.
I came to my senses
quickly and God must have overcome
in this instance.
Thankful that He did, now that I see the light,
and am focused on a
new life and my new self.
Happiness is there
for everyone to taste and feel,
it is there just for
the taking, but not everyone does.
You can be lost
forever it seems, and some never will search,
sometimes you need a
friend to help you find it or talk it over.
Once my eyes were
opened, I was determined to make the move,
determined to start
my new life. At my age, I had to hurry, or felt
my life would just
waste away. Like a leaf in the fall on the ground,
brown and stiff,
blowing in the wind……….till it was no more.
Instead I feel like
a young bud on a plant, just opening up,
seeing the world for
the first time, though I existed long before,
I was blinded by a
mask. I would see what others were doing,
but my life was
empty and not like their lives at all. I felt I was watching
from behind a thick
screen, but no one could hear me screaming for help.
No one could see my
tears. Then one day, someone did.
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| New life |
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