Letting Go?

The ball drops
confetti is
Released

With the long
hand reaching
for the 12.
the present is now,
the past.
The future is
at hand . . . . . .

Do you seize
the confetti?
Take the year with
a smile
And be the girl who
leaves
the scars
of the past
behind?

Do you swallow
in the
sorrows
that gave you
those scars.
The wounds,
the wounds
that have never
fully healed.

Can you break
Free,
of the past
let go
of the chains
that bind you down.

Become a new person.
Is it possible for
you though,
to began a new?

Can you smile and forget
or take the
past and hold it dear
to your heart

Can you even
choose?