She questions her choices

Not trusting her own judgment

Weighing decisions for tormented hours

Beating herself up over past mistakes

Her past haunts her with ugly noises

Perceived errors become her torment

They stink like milk when it sours

Forward movement slowed by all these takes

Function almost impossible for all these noises

Trust and faith are needed to quiet them

Hope and dreams need these things

Action necessary to move forward

I pray she finds the way

So that tomorrow will be a brighter day

(((((( Hugs )))))))
Trust in your heart,,, listen to your soul,,,
Faith , hope and love dwell within you,,, You
shine,,,, So Beautiful

One step forward, with only a passing glance and what's behind..Don't let the past rob you of tomorrow. We learn, and then move on, we all do, your not alone.