get to you

You would think I’d be down for the count….

But self pity isn’t what I’m going to be about.

Regret once served to stain my own name.

But once you move past letting go…

A part of you cannot remain the same.

Life will throw you curves and expect you to break.

But nothing will keep me imprisoned,

My own smiles and love I no longer have to fake.

I could stay forever in the what ifs…

But it would only steal away life’s most precious and priceless gifts…

The past can’t be changed and holding on only leaves you hanging at the door with despair.

Living in the present and taking the time for myself and valuing my own self care.

Adversity never showed up to harm you with the pain.

Stripped the layers of loss and finished grieving over what I could never have again.

Cherished moments and choice matter more to me than prestige and perfection.

Never feeling good enough was a previously cured infection.

I’m here and I have no regrets on my mind.

I’ll live for me and focus on how to be more loving and truly kind.

Let them say what they’re going to say….and do what they do.

But all of that has no power or influence to bring you down and get to you.