Change Perspective

I used to believe life is a pain,

empty skies and heavy chains.

Secrets, lies and loved ones lost,

fragile times turned my heart to frost.

I searched for love, the one that's true,

forsaken self care to get through.

If only then that I could see,

the seed of who I’m meant to be.

I could not bloom, thoughts in the dark,

choices, dreams, required a spark.

Embers hid beneath my pain,

the burning desire to rise again.

Change perspective, not set in stone,

open doors to be my own.

Life is not carved, I changed my view,

I broke the mold, I began anew.

The pain once sharp, softens all its edge,

unfolding petals from the quiet hedge.

Now in stillness I smile, I breathe,

I let go of all I used to grieve.

For life, this moment, in my hands,

I shape my path, with kinder plans.