ODE TO MY OLD SELF

I lied awake late at night and began to reflect upon,
The last four years of my life and where the days before have gone.

I know that I cannot change the past, or get this lost time back,
For the more I even think it, causes me an anxiety attack.

I miss the person I used to be, who smiled all the time,
And had the confidence to see that there was no mountain she could not climb.

The old me would have not lost hope or relented to her fears,
Her laughter would have been enough as she wiped away her tears.

I look at my reflection of a person I no longer know,
And wonder if it’s even possible to return to status quo.

The person that I once was, has forever gone away,
And she is becoming a distant memory since that dreadful day.

No one can predict their future or how fate will play it’s part,
So please show kindness to each other, it’s the perfect place to start.

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Author: Kim Fluxgold

Wife, mom of 3 beautiful children, dog lover, creative sole and children's book Author. Sharing my journey with depression and anxiety through blogging in hopes of educating and ending the stigma.

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