Looking back,
attack
of boiling memories.
How could I
have walked away from such joy
to embrace wrath of discretion?
I once stood tall
happy and in joy
and all that away you took.
My book
full of life like book of life.
Time is now to recall
the man I was and embrace reality that i'm strong than he was
I can be more than happy.
I can bring such happiness and let fade the unwanted
tears
heartbreaks
and unending cries.
I deserve to live.
I have to live
even with you at the end of life.
I have joy in me.
Time to let it free.
