Looking Back

I look back on all the things,
I used to call- Me...
The few things that I were proud of in my life
I am now ashamed to call my own...

I face the horrible reality of what
I used to be.
I realize now that I have changed
Slowly...
A baby step of evolution over a period of 6 years.

Complete anarchy...
Chaos...
All about self-destruction...
I now crave to succeed,
I can no longer see my death,
My decay by my own hand.

Things change as seasons do.
The same way the moon phases...
From dark to light...
As the tide sways in and out,
littering the shore with various types of shells
And debris from the sea.

...Everything changes...

I am better now as I look back at what I used to be
I have now become what I am supposed to be...
What God has intended for me.