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Renewal


I often desecrate myself, Along with the past deeds I have done. I shift through my memory cabinets to shun, All those foolish words I spilled out of my trap. Those actions that I should not have taken, Those opportunities I frittered away due to procrastination and fear. But as I awake each day to a cheery Mickey Mouse plush, Whose optimistic smile remind of my power, To forego my past and reinvent myself, Towards an un-regrettable future.
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