New

New Perspectives -

Clean slate... Wide awake...

Full on..

Pulling away..

To push forward..

Emancipation from hate..

If you have been reading me..

I would not have to elaborate..

Clean slate.. Wide awake..

Catching you up..

Its about a girl..

My feelings..

And dealings..

Lost connections..

Not a cry for attention..

If gained not my intentions..

No need for a intervention..

Just in search for the correct route..

A shortcut to my road to a epiphany..

Finding out im still me..

Even without her..

Living life the cure..

Clean slate.. Wide awake..

Toward anew..

Feeling that attention..

Her connection..

Able to free up other functions..

Besides consumption..

In this recovery..

I'm brave enough to now see..

It all for what it is..

No longer living in what use to be..

That part of me..

I can never unsee..

Clean slate.. Wide awake..

Breaking..

My tracks..

To my train of thoughts..

Changing..

How i process..

Breaking my cycles..

Rebuilding my center..

A new state of consciousnees..

To be birthed..

Visions of my place on earth..

Clean slate.. Wide Awake..

For what ?

Because of you..

I now do this for me..

We will see what it is all worth..

The time has come...

To forgive me for..

Letting go of my worst enemy..

Time will come for all to see..

That’s still me..

Kill the old ways of you placed within ..

Destroying all of these senses..

That still remain..

Tired of reliving tragedies..

Loosening her grips..

Fixing this heart before it complety rips..

Clean slate.. Wide awake..

Full on..

Catching up..

Towards anew..

Breaking..

For what ?

To guide my landing..

Before i fall again..

Pitfalls are deep..

Needing to call forth..

What i hide underneath..

Surface has grown weak..

Self incomplete..

These scars are not enough..

To keep me in defeat..

New Perceptions..

Clean slate.. Wide awake..

No time..

Left to waste..

Forget all that has happend..

To this date..

Let go of that hate..

No need to blame fate..

She knows what they did..

Nothing is ever completely hid..

Check it off and put it in another bid..

Stay true to your inner kid..

Karma will handle what she needs..

Not my concern to hear how she pleads..

Busy replanting my seeds..

Growing what now feeds..

Clean slate .. Wide awake..

Thank the odds..

Blessed for gods sake..

For my ability to wake...

Go with it..

No need to debate..

Everyone eventually breaks..

Live on..

Not in mistakes..

New Perceptions..

Wide Awake..

Clean Slate..

Now your all up to date..

Poetry By Cycle Of Scars

Artwork By Artist Unknown