Direction
I began to walk away
toward the future.
My feet move slowly
aching with each step
crushed emotions shatter
like fragile glass.
Far ahead I see a glint of light
my heart leapt.
I walked faster,
tears pouring
like a waterfall.
Tree branches grab
tearing at my heart
roots rise up from the ground,
hinder progress.
tripping again and again,
cutting and scraping
my arms and legs.
My cuts burned,
I am strong,
healing would be found.
The small circle of light
grew bigger as I ran.
Small pieces of me took flight
I feel apart.
My talent,
likes,
dislikes,
all pain, left me.
When I reached the cliffs edge,
all that was left to fall
was my broken heart.