Growth

A new year is upon us.

New challenges

New faces

New struggles

With myself.

I see who I was a year ago

I miss her

But I will let her go.


Never again will I be

Trapped by the talons of fear

I will break out 

Of this

Comfortable cage

Burn it to the ground

And use its ashes

To feed my ambitions.


I will be strong.

I will be brave.

And I will make it

One way or another.


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