Karen’s Thoughts #11:Rebirth
Throughout the years, my spirit has been murdered.
By my friends, my family, my enemies, and me.
Each time it has been assassinated, I wanted to burn to ashes.
To stay a pile of burnt hopes and desires.
I didn’t want to move anymore; I didn’t want to be.
But the winds came and blew the charred past off of me.
And I was whole again.
I was free to walk again in the hopes that I could finally fly.
As that was to be my destiny.