The cobbled street was the perfect place for me

It offered no reflection, save for the dampness which offered a dim light.

A cold dim light

My thoughts jumbled yet focussed on the chaos, a chaos in remission.

Lonely, scared, vulnerable

That was me

I stare at the floor not as a person defeated

As a victor

Looking at my feet which will soon be taking me away

On my own but not alone

My strength as my partner and my guide

A new life is waiting for me, somewhere

I will find it and never again let life find me

I am ready.