New Haircut

New Haircut

Each strand that falls to the floor is a memory detached

The more you cut the more memories you get rid of

As I look at all the hair on the floor I begin to feel hopeful

Hopeful of the new beginnings that a new haircut promises

A fresh start

A fresh perspective 

As I look in the mirror I see a stranger, and yet I see a familiar face

The face of someone who has freed herself of all the dark memories this past year has given her

The face of someone who is eager to be physically and emotionally free of what is holding her down

The face of someone who is ready for new memories and new beginnings

And to think, all this started with a new haircut