Life is beginning over again, steps are being retraced,
changes are trying to be made known.
Saturated with beliefs, horrors, abuse, all of living
has been tainted from the start.
Attempting to forge new paths, explore old ways, alter
the dimension of life as it has always been known.
Looking for guidance, caring, hoping not to be let down
before a new final destination has been found.
Daring not to hope or pray, lest reality creeps silently
away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Beautiful! ! I love the fact that each day is a brand new beginning! Hold the wheel straight? Turn Left? Turn right? Throw it in reverse, or all at once! Great stuff, love reading all of it! thank you