In my midst Poetry

Metamorphosis

Leaving from what we're used to is not simple.
We resist ending from our doings.
Accepting is such a challenge ,to begin with.

Many pass by in our mind in and out.
Light but heavy what our heart mumbles.
It is our meteorite grand event that passes by quickly.

Question is all over our mind and body.
Uncertainty to begin again. Still hope is within.
Momentum is running, obtained should reveal.

Depart our shadow behind.
Walk to another road of our way up.
Wander every memory we will reminisce.

Vacate your walls behind and start beyond.