It's What I Live For

I want to forget those days
But I can’t— My mind it replays
Each decision— The thoughts of mistakes
And how it all makes my heart ache—
Trying desperately to forget a past
Of sadness— I reach out to grasp
Happiness— Only to find myself clutching
The wind and there’s nothing— 
And yet now when I dream
Of happiness it seems
Bewildered— It never existed before—
Not until I forced open a door
Revealing a passion— 
Revealing satisfaction—
That I knew my soul needed
For peace— It was then I proceeded
To let go— To forget all I was taught
Along with the sorrow it brought—
The worries are worries no more— 
This new life— It’s what I live for

(Written for the painting titled It’s What I Live For)