Thought Process

Another life I have been born and have died there all the same.
It has been a lifetime ago.
Time is true now; the world cradles me and has taken over.
Before self destruction.
Suddenly I realize this true place and become stronger with the recognition.
Self worth becomes apparent for the first time.
The people who I never thought would be there are there, and they watch my very first steps.
Truly believing in my tattered soul.
I cant believe myself yet.
Its like a dream you know you'd have to dream sooner or later and you know it will be okay.