upon my world

that only I could see,

never really seeing

the pain I caused, in me.

It took me on this journey

away from where I’d been,

wandering and lonely

while seeming without end.

I set it up

within my mind

this prison I did make

while letting others

simply find

these feelings by mistake.

My heart

it had to learn a path,

an art of letting go.

For locked within my memory

was all I’d ever know.

As time marched on

and so did I,

these feelings I did shake

forgetting then

that I could fly

if willing to forsake.

My broken heart

would mend again

when letting all I knew

be just and simply this…

a place I’d once been to.