Cutting The Rope

Eyes I once looked into so fondly.

A voice that sounded so sweet.

Moments that captured my heart.

Then I let life trample them under its feet.

Courage mustered for the first time.

Doubt no longer consumed my mind.

But as life would have it, it didn’t last.

Now just another piece to my distant past.

Don’t want to go through that pain again, that’s my hope.

Life’s hung me to dry before, so I have to cut the rope.

Eyes I can look into with fondness.

A voice that sounds like pure sweetness.

Arising moments that look to capture my heart.

I hope this time though life doesn’t play its usual part.

New colors have sprung to paint life anew.

Having good vibes to them, ones even more true.

Maybe this time around life brings me a blessed joy.

Adding a piece to my future, instead of playing me like a toy.

Don’t want to go through that pain again, that’s my hope.

Life’s hung me to dry before, so I have to cut the rope.