There was this fluttery, wavering feeling deep inside my gut
The moment had finally come.
I was releasing him.
God had finally enabled me to let go.
And with one final decisive turn
That final string was snapped
I expected to float free like a balloon.
However I listlessly sunk instead of rising.
I was free, but of what consequence was that
When all of my dreams lay broken
shattered into a million glistening pieces
Trodden upon by all.
But slowly I began to rise.
I was not defeated.
Just because that dream was over
Didn't mean that new dreams wouldn't come.
And if I would allow it
And slowly the shattered dreams slpintered until they were no more than sand.
And then they blew away
leaving me with the hope and inspiration of a new start.
And maybe this time,
I would find a way to make it right.
Maybe I had the oppourtunity to make up for
all of the mistakes that I had made.
And there were many of them
But now with my broken dreams gone
I had the chance
To dream news dreams.
And thats what I will do.
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