Breakthrough

“At times, my footsteps get steadier
And I regain some of the balance I lost
When life’s struggles were heavier
To pull through, no matter the cost.

After all the many bridges I’ve crossed,
I found the strength in me to burn a few,
Releasing all that I knew,
Reducing to ashes all my dreams of you.

Now, I paint over the blue
With so many colours, my town looks new;
Who would believe I would someday run into
Such a beautiful breakthrough?”

Ana