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Personal trip

I am closer to forty

With one cycle, more

Last year I was in Turkey

Sincerely follow my goal

To explore my achievements

And find a way to move on

I know I am not pretty

Like I was before

I wish I could

Turn back time more

But I saw in the mirror

I am not exactly old

I am quite confident

I can stand on my own

Feet that I lost

Somewhere in life’s snow

Of being tortured

In my mind’s recall

By being tiptoeing

In a situation that holds

Me from dreaming

And made me my own

Perfect companion

With many stories untold

It is not I am vigorous

To make myself glow

I try to be living

And not to be with the flow

I wish I would

Felt true love more

I have the patience

To stay as a whole

For my conclusions

And choices that grow

My feelings unconditional

Alas, one-sided, nevermore