Living in the shadows of yesterday

I remember a me who once was so concerned  about the shape  her footprints took 

That it didn't take too long for me to take people  off the hook

Anytime  they sought my help or approval  of things  that were out of my book

I never failed at helping 

I never consented to their yelping 

I needed to help

I have lived in the shadows of yesterday 

And progress  has eluded  me day after wretched  day

But now I look back

All I see is that in everything  that made me a complete  pack

Lay gold that sought to be harnessed 

Yet like a blind bat,  I sought after flees far from my fleece

Moments ago,  I killed what could remain as a remnants of the past I had burned away

What had murdered my joy in days past and made gory my story

I'm becoming better

God told me in a letter

A letter whose words only my eyes can read

And whose words my mind can loiter around in a maze that saw me in need

I'm a new  breed

A little over some few months, I'm sure what others thought about me,  would mean the world to me

Words that broke  or built I still managed to hold on to

And well, 

The substance of the fabric of which I was made was filled with holes I had created single-handedly 

Living in the shadows of yesterday 

Today,  I'm in a happy place and no longer am I concerned about how little I possess or have built 

I am content that the content  of my intent is not bent  on producing  a dent on my imperfections

But rather embrassing  my perfect imperfections 

Because  I believe with all I have that nothing as much as a cent can purchase the tiniest bit of strength I have forged for myself

I'm no longer living  in the shadows of yesterday 

I'm becoming better

No need to look back at the chaff I have left behind 

I have left everything behind and for those ties that bind

I strengthen even more. 

Those I love and cherish, I keep in my heart forever

Those who love me, I accept

Don't get me wrong

Because  out of the throng of people I know, I'm still content and I sound a gong of consent  of their knowledge about me

They are real to me

But in this journey I have realised the need to embrace myself 

So I say... 

Let's make the dream real 

Tomorrow  will be better than yesterday 

And once, 

I have leapt into tomorrow 

The shadows of yesterday are but a figment of my imagination