*once is forgotten*
clueless, mindless, thoughtless moves,
made them day by day.
don't know what i was doing,
until i woke up, and started to get grip.
healing from deep wounds,
the scars remind me,
of a life i once had.
shattered pieces on the floor of my broken heart,
kneel down alone to pick them up
and put the broken pieces back together.
step by step,
my heart is healing from the past,
slowly letting go of what once happend,
and getting grip on reality.