Behind
I will leave my crutches
I will leave my burdens
I will leave the past to the past
Walls I erected for new life
Walls I painted with pain
Walls that saved and scared me
Everyday again and again
I'll walk away from anxiety
Escape this consistency
Plant my own family tree
I will leave this refuge
I will abandon this familiar taste
And I will make it as I always have
No matter the walls I face.
Copyright © Brenda Basile | Year Posted 2006
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