Why are the traffic lights of my life always red?
Even when I want to go, yellow stops me, in the moment, and doesn’t let me move an inch.
I stand, I expect, hope exists, but is getting smaller.
I’m not going back where I’ve been back, I want to go, go, forward
But the green light does not come on.
Is it a sign?
Do I have to stay where I am and face all memories from the past before I move on?
Again, go through all the mistakes and harsh words, wrong acts, reckless thoughts.
Who decides where I’m going?
Am I not the one who has the right to get up and go?
Why anyone thinks he is entitled to ignore my traffic lights??
I am completely faced with the consequences of what I have done.
How long will this purgatory last?
Please, whoever looks at it all and knows all, the one who gives himself the right to decide instead of me, please, ask him in my name to let me go.
I have suffered enough, and red is not my color anymore.