Looking Back

This freedom will soar
straight through your heart
and catch the wind
slipping through your fingers
laughing at those stuck in the mud
too blind to see the vine they could pull themselves out with
This is the first valid break
through the chain that linked me to the past
and I feel so much lighter
like I could have a future untouched by blood
like I will
Refreshing, clear water
cool and sparkling
the wind rushing through my hair
touching something deep within me
until there is
a differentiation, a clarity all around me,
a recognised reality
and this illumination in my heart
unlocks a barrier, opens a door,
I step through and don't look back.

Because I threw the first shovelful of dirt on your grave.
Goodbye, bleeding.