its not the moments i see now,
or the future i envision,
its not the abyss i see ahead of me,
its the journey.
which i can now say
started, lifted me up, led me here
and ended.
its the fact that you
are always behind,
trapped in the past,
never coming back.
Lila love your blog....there are so many that are trapped in the past...so much truth in this poem. Look forward to reading more. :-)
ReplyDeleteThis is full of emotion, Very well written.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much :)
ReplyDeleteYour poetry brings a sudden realization to the reader and that's where the beauty lies. we are all, certainly, trapped in the past,in parts, frozen and out of reach. Love your blog! keep Writing!
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