a year on.

its been a long time.


and its been a year from that faithful day,
that i found myself once again.
admist the painful sorrow and tears.
lets see what the past year since i broke away from the devil's been.


first of all, i found my family.
and my place in it.
i've come to learn, how its been there all along.
though bits of it have fallen and tears aggregate the fire,
i'm glad i'm home.


second, i've been found.
but friends who's nurtured me from scratch
like a bird with a broken wing.
and to a special friend, who's brought out the best in me,
a me that i never knew existed, or has been hidden to rot.


and in all, i've found myself.
the one that i thought was lost.
no longer did i find myself saying,
"if only i could turn back time"
because that's how strong i've grown to become.
with the help of the people around me.
who say they care,
instead of the one who's punches symbolises "care and love"

and day to day,
with each passing trail in my life,
the purest truth of life is,
that you can only depend on yourself,
to pull yourself through.
and decide to give the next day a decent chance,
of everything being better, again.


Drew Barrymore once said,
"if you've been to hell and back, make sure you've learnt something from it."