I wrote the following poem a few years ago. I have grown so much and I’m in a much different place, a better one.

I stepped into my past

And forgot my way out

I’ve been consumed by my mistakes

For about two years now

The tears that run down my cheeks

Every night before I sleep

Have been caused by others decisions

But it’s time for me to get on my feet

And find my way home

The type of home I want

Where peace exists and anxiety has gone

Angelica Flores