I look back at my reflection in
The cold dark pond, and I see
I am old and yet still young.
I have lived through pain...
I have survived.

I don't even harbor a thorn in
My side.
When I walked away from
What I used to be,
I took nothing with me.
I shed a snakes skin,
And opened my soul to
A new one.

I breathe again,
I breathe clean fresh air,
Clean of the clutter
Of yesterday..
Clean from life clasping
Over my exposed throat.

You ask why I don't call,
Why I don't step into
You...
It will take a million years for
One to understand...
Especially you..
And as you see..
I step away..
Because I haven't got time

To step the few steps back
To tell you...