The Hardest Part Was Leaving

I promise that this time in my life… Will be the one that will create a future woven in dedication. And the hope we’ve been waiting for. First came the hardest part, Then came the real hardest part. When I left that place I was crazy enough to think was my future. When my dedication turned to cravings. And soon my swimming in this race… Turned to drifting. I can have time to pretend to myself... It was like trying to break out of this place where I am entombed. Where I deserve to be “placed.” This was the hope we’ve been waiting for. That defied me somehow...