Don’t Look Back
They say you never know what you have
until it’s gone.
Until that icy day when my life changed,
I thought these words were deranged.
Emptiness.
The feeling I felt when I realized
I could no longer call on my superhero to save the day.
Dismay.
The emotion held in the hand of my heart,
knowing I would have to grow up quicker than expected.
Facing challenges alone,
without a hand to hold.
Like a swift wind on an autumn night,
breezing through obstacles in sight.
Relief.
I now know I can be my own hero.
And now that I’ve got my life on track,
there is no looking back.
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