A New Person

As I sit in the darkness at 3:17 a.m.

My mind becomes

A beacon of hope


I fill up with a deep urge

To destroy everything in my path

And the moments that have come before this


To create

Start from scratch

Go to a beginning where no mistakes have been made


I will carry my past like a secret

Forget what it feels to turn to dust

And become invisible in a place of existence


And finally


Become someone else

Someone new

Someone who has the potential to be loved


A person unbroken and unmarred

Untouched by the hands of the world

Someone worth loving


Now is the time to be happy

Or at the very least...






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