Learn it over

Maybe one can learn again even when being old.

I knew me once a long time ago,
I knew my wishes, thoughts and dreams.
I knew where I wanted to go,
I knew where my heart really was.

Then I forgot them all,
Found my way to darkness and despair.
I unfortunately stayed there for to long,
Not sure I know a new way.

So I will start slow,
as calm as a crawl.
Start inching my way forward,
not knowing my goal.

Perhaps after crawling,
I can stand back up.
Maybe my feet will walk,
and take me outside or such.

I do not know yet where this goes,
I just know that it has to start with a crawl.

Til forsiden