By Emily Correa

Renew
The journey
back
towards
my innocence,
was my deepest
desire.

To be once again
like a child,
full of acceptance,
and void
of all
sin.

And to go back
to “living to learn”,
and reversing
my habits of
destruction.

Once,
I was
strapped down
with vainities,
plus
I grew up too soon,

My inner self
suffered
contradictions,
bruises
and selfish
pursuits.

But as new
as a butterfly,
I sought to be
resurrected,

Because
with too much
water
in my lungs,
I admit
I almost
drowned.

That day,
I finally
realized
there
was no one
to save me,
alone,
and deserted,
I cried out.

Then I surrendered.