25

Can I just turn back the clock 

Forgive my sins

I just want to roll my sleeves up

And     

s t a r t   a g a i n 

 

I have lived another year. 

Another year that most people thought I would never get to see. 

I am about to be 26. 

And who have I become? 

 

Proudly, I have become a woman who has clawed her way out of years of rubble. 

And now that I'm out. 

Back into the light. 

I've begun again. 

For the past 5 years, I have cried. 

I have whined. 

Trying to make sense of the darkness I found myself in. 

Trying to make sense of a car crash. 

The death of a friend.

The callousness of a coward.  

25 confirmed it was the end. 

The end of what brought me to my knees. 

The dust settled. 

And I have come to terms with everything that ever broke me. 

25 allowed me to move on. 

Forgive. 

25 was a leap of faith. 

A whirlwind of pleasant surprises. 

Hurricanes might be destructive. 

Tragedy may take years to repair. 

Scars might be permanent. 

But there is always light in the end. 

Warpaint once covered my body.

25 drenched me and washed it away. 

My skin a brand new slate. 

I became a woman who understands worth. 

A woman with drive. With determination.  

Sprinting down every unknown road. 

Fearless. 

Headfirst. 

Grasping on to life. 

Lusting for adventure. 

The great unknown. 

There is no more turning the clock back. 

It's moving onward from here. 

And nothing will stop me.

It's time to live this good life. 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

You are still a baby. I will be sixty and I am still learning. You are right. Age should make us wiser and more confident in what we need. I agree with the enduing. Seeking good life and happiness should be our goal. Thank you Kathryn for sharing your amazing words and thoughts.
Coyote