New

My thick skin has died and been shedded and shredded.

What now remains, is the truth.

The real me.

A human being.

When I take away what I guard myself with, what I label myself as, what I think Iam.

I realize that I'm only human.

And From now on, that is what, this world, is getting.

I couldn't keep wearing a mask, It was upsetting.

It was concealing my heart.

It left a void when I took it off.

When people weren't around to glance.

My face would go from, stern and hard.

To hurt and scarred.

Then feeling hollow, would follow, that sorrow.

For too long I suffered, trying to hide it.

Fighting to keep it from centre view.

But I've got nothing to hide anymore.

Nothing to fight anymore.

My ego, my anger, my hatred, my negative attitude, isn't confined inside anymore.

Isn't intertwined and entwined in a war, with my life and my mind anymore.

My light assured that.

My light ensured that, I weren't on a course to crash.

Because it is, like the light, from a lighthouse, guiding me.

Showing me the danger, so I could steer clear of it in good time and sail back in the right direction.

Back on track with my life.

And nothing to derail it and put me on edge.

I'm not living on the brink anymore.

After many dawn's and many dusks.

After many yawns and many huff and puffs.

I managed to climb back up and out, so that I stood on the cusp.

Between my downfall and uprise.

In that moment, I chose the latter and walked ahead.

I rose the ladder and ascent.

Way high, like a balloon, through no gray skies, I was over the moon.


Nothing was going to pop my happy thought bubbles.

I settled in a strong branch and made myself a cocoon and came out of it brand New.

A Man who beat his troubles.

All his worries flew the nest.

No cuckoo pest was going to invade his head.

It soon became, as light as a feather.

Now he can float through life, with nothing to weigh him down.

Because

He severed all ties, to what was holding him back and restraining him like a strait jacket.

His cast has been broken.

He's shattered the glass, of the mirror, he would look at, as he past, in the past.

That has now passed.

He's moved on.

Here's in the here and now.

He sees things clearer now.

Love is near now.

He cleared out, what was old.

what was of no use to him.

To make space for something new.