[03;March;2008]
One can burn away unwanted things, burn away unhappy memories..
We think we'd vanquished it - but we forget that we still hold on to the ashes..
The dark grey stain is only a stark reminder of the pain, anger and bitterness..
That's when we realise that we're back at the beginning..
Slowly, I unclenched my fists......
And the night wind gleefully caught up the ashes and scattered it into the sea..
For the first time in a long while..
the pink of my palms showed through what previously was ashen grey..
I smiled and started walking..
This is where I move on with my life..
goodbye (:
`Sherwynyb
