Free

Free as a bird - finally.
From the trappings of the past
Or the makings of the future.
Lighter than a feather-
My heart flies carefree now.
The black pools have not yet vanished-
Yet there is hope once more.
I have finally found me-
Amidst the chaos and the uncertainty.
You left my life with scars and pettiness -
Turned me into someone I am not-
Till I forgot-
Who or what was me.
Maybe its not yet over -
Maybe the times are yet to
Foretell more misery.
Yet placid and placated be I,
Thinking about my sanity now-
To love me and not look at being loved.