Ja3's Vault

Like a tree I seat still, scared to take a step as time moves forward bit by bit. Fear and anxiety hold me back as I worry about the one thing which is constant, The one thing I have no control over CHANGE. Like the leaves falls and twirls, I struggle to let go of all I’ve ever learnt and still cling to a dying person, to the old me. Like the moon shines so brightly, hope is the light that guides me through as I search for strength and renew my energy.