The last of the memories are drifting away
Don't feel the pain when I remember something
The feelings of helplessness, powerless and shame
Have all been crated up and cleared away
The fear, the hurt and the guilt
Have melted away
The worthlessness, neediness and fear of being alone
I've faced them, still fighting them. not about to give up
The finding, the growing, the knowing who I am
The striving, the reaching. goals set but not too, too high
Learning to be comfortable when I'm alone
Seeing the energy in everything shine through
Absorbing the positive and deflecting the bad
The experiences have brought me where I am
And although it was rough. I made it!