A decade of decadance

She was thirty and thirsty

Living in the city of her dreams

Loving her girl out loud

A bit too much, if you asked the crowd

Working a job that took her to far places

Meeting and barely seeing all the new faces

Giving it away at every turn

Leaving her with nothing left to burn

The years flew by

The glittering parties and expensive tabs

The black out nights and guilty mornings

From one low to the next big high

Loving, hating, watching, waiting

Finding the others just in time

Walking away from the waiting line

Letting love come back in again

And this time keeping it for herself

She found her ground and stood strong

The years flew by

She was thirty five and back in love

Leaving the city with her heart in her hand

Driving away with hope in demand

Looking for dreams without a plan

Searching for mountains to climb

And new was fine for a time

But heartache found her

Through death and depression

Sitting alone in stillness

Waiting for inspiration

The years flew by

Now she is forty and fortunate

The next set of dreams

Have called her name

Filled her mind with possibility

Dreams that could only happen here

Where she has been doubting she belonged

She knows now what to do