Can you remember
that moment when
the penny dropped,
when you realised that
spiral of destruction
you were on could be stopped.
Was it on a bright summers day
or a dark winters night
that you decided that
this life was worth the fight.
Sick of looking over
your shoulder into the past,
instead you saw a future
you wanted to last.
Now you can finally
come out of hiding
to embrace a new life
where you do the deciding.

I shared it. Is my third share of one of your poems. Thank you for writing so well.
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Thanks for the kind words.
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