Old woman lying warm on her bed,
never knowed, her life would be so good

Old man holding hands of hers,
reminded her about their past years of love and trust

Children standing next to her bed,
looking at her eyes, smiling with raining eyes

Grand children appreciating grandmama's recepe,
and shared with her,their funny old tales

Her eyes searched for someone more,
there stood at the door with a warm smile,her old good bestie...

A group of rejects who came together for the greater good. The black sheep composed hard to go back all ******* up. There's no going back, already failed once. Already know the outcome been there before. Feeling captured, by others false perceptions.
Those mistakes he's trying to forget while they are held over his head trying to manipulate and control him. He was frustrated with them all these double standards. He walked away this wont go away.
The change was hard because they kept bring up the past. He was never forgiven or accepted he learned to be okay with it since he wasn't hurting anyone. He didn't want to spread it so he let it die within himself.

And as I write, the feeling is lifted. The curse is broken. The spell rendered useless. I am free I am light I am calm.

I should see a therapist,
But for now this blank slate shall hold my concerns.
For now this blank page shall soothe me.