brand new

missteps

corrected

rags

mended

rip me open

find the light

Change

So here I am (again)
making this decision.
Will I embrace newness
or dig up the old?

I guess the digging process
should be a reminder
that my old life
is in the grave,
dead.

Wearing grave clothes
is more comfortable
than being stripped naked.

But not more liberating.

So I suppose I must change.