Turning Over A New Leaf

There comes a time the mirror speaks,

Reflecting more than lines and years

It shows the patterns,

tired and bleak,

The weight of doubts,

the hidden fears.

I’ve walked the roads that led to pain,

Chased habits that no longer serve,

Felt joy dissolve like summer rain,

And lost the courage to preserve.

But in the hush before the dawn,

A whisper stirs within my chest

A gentle urge to carry on,

To seek the path that feels the best.

I gather hope like autumn leaves,

Let go of what I cannot keep

,Release the anger,

shed the grief,

And plant new promises to reap.

I trade the comfort of the known

For mornings bright with something new,

Exchange regret for seeds I’ve sown,

And let my strength and roots renew.

I choose the food that feeds my soul,

The friends who lift,

the words that heal,

I set my sights on brighter goals,

And honor every truth I feel.

With every step,

I learn to trust

The journey winding up ahead

To let old habits turn to dust,

And follow where my spirit’s led.

I’m not the person I once was,

Nor bound by who I used to be—

I’m turning over every cause

That kept me from my liberty.

So here’s to change,

to starting fresh,

To waking up and breathing deep,

To letting go of tangled mesh,

And finding dreams I long to keep.

A new leaf trembles in the breeze,

A symbol of the life I claim

I rise with hope,

my heart at ease,

And greet the world without the shame.

For every ending births a start,

And every fall can lead to spring

I carry courage in my heart,

And turn a new leaf on everything.