so it turns
a fresh page
for
a new beginning
once more
leaving behind
the known and the familiar
hoping for highs and lows
and the in betweens
so it roars
belief and patience
for its fuel
doubt dancing around
like drops of rain
on its fogged up windshield
so it breaks
changes shape
changes color
some edges sharp
some curvy and soft
some pieces will be lost
maybe sitting and gathering dust
in corners you will never reach
so it shines
so bright at times
that would make it hard to see
but you have to trust
you have to focus
and keep your eyes
on the road ahead
so you pack
enough to help you remember
enough to let you forget
what was
and what could have been
so it shows
with whites on your head
with lines near your eyes
with scars on your shoulders
holes in your bag pack
and memories
like little transparent marbles
in the patched pockets of your mind
