There's something changed
Behind my thoughts,
Beneath my dreams.

A single thought once left me prone
Face down in a moment,
Too much to take me where I want to be.
Too little to make me fight for myself.

Am I what's changed?
So now my thoughts that flow so wild and free
        are mine to command and follow through
        to a final, grasping
        moment of fruition?
And how my dreams can set me high above the clouds
that once soaked me
to the bone.

I am
        no longer
        alone
And life in each moment is
        a thing to be cherished
        and loved as life
        must be.

It's you that's changed.
And my thoughts are my own.
And my dreams are my own.

I still cry,
Alone,
But I am not alone.

And life is so full now
Without you.