Living in shadows of my past

Roaming hallways of my mind

Afraid to turn corners too fast

And the memories I would find

Resolved to pause and change my stance

And shake the past’s dust off my shoes

I will give next year a chance

To see in color instead of blues

Those old walls become withdrawn

As fresh grass grows beneath my feet

This old year has come and gone

My new self I prepare to meet

This New Year I have a choice

My liberty comes with it’s dawn

A small change in my mind’s voice

To a positive antiphon

My New Year’s dreams are made of light

Washing tears and sorrow away

All I did was adjust my sight

To view a better, brighter day