Fasting for so long
forgetting my soul needs food,
to nurture me inside
so the old me is renewed.
Slowly yet swiftly
the fog is lifted,
I remember now
the life I am gifted.
Acknowledging my pain,
remembering and reminiscing..
the good ole days,
when we were always kissing.
Believing the worst
stuck in my circumstance,
The lights turned off
I had danced my last dance.
As I grew weaker
my inner strength wanted to quit
The flame burned out
my pilot light remained lit.
Clinging to negative,
thoughts of self were reversed,
Believed my own lies...