streets to the end

I walked you so often crying

because I was stranded in

your worn-out path

always leading me

to the end of the world

left staring at the far horizon

that stopped me getting away from the dark shore


now that I’m back following your path once more

I cry again

for my lost years for my lost life

for all my scars and painful memories


but today the endless horizon

invites me in

as if it had always wanted to show me

a new beginning


maybe it never told me to stay

maybe it was my own fear that said

letting go would be unbearable

maybe if I had had the courage to

listen to the waves, really listen

I would have heard them telling me

much earlier

to fly away

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