Fresh Start

What is this? All shiny and new Yet fear creeps in Although not of you For the wound is still fresh Body, soul and heart But chaotic mind now ready For a new start Flesh wounds have healed Memories distant Scars however remain Reminders of pain The story continues White knight in sight Contentment and comfort A feeling of right Demons still present Continue to whisper "You are a mess love" "No good, a disaster" I am afraid dear That sense may prevail And you no longer see Through rose tinted glasses The feeling inside Like none can compare Shrivels and dies At the prospect Not ready to give up Even during grey skies On genuine true Lovely blue eyes