Flashbacks
There’s this terrible strife in my life
That leaves me feeling sore
Good that you took away the knife
So, I can soar some more
I’m awfully sorry, dear, I can’t help myself anymore
You’re the one I truly adore to the deepest core
I need someone beside me right now somehow
I wipe the sweat of sheer shame from my brow
There are these flashbacks in the past
They are so vast and they happen so fast
Cast away my fears and tears – sorrow won’t last
Sorrow won’t last at last and we are happily aghast
There are far too many flashbacks that I can’t take back
I’m mesmerized and hopeless as I put on my backpack
Our love is powerful and passionate cuz we keep track
There are tons of hope and faith I lack – I am taken aback
The future is haunting me and I lament like no tomorrow
The future is also taunting me, telling me there will be sorrow
I blame it on my flashbacks…
I blame it on my flashbacks…
Those, I can’t take back…
I don’t want to keep track
I want to move forward
I don’t want to be awkward
But, I want what’s real…
You think it’s no big deal,
But it is to me…
Can’t you see?
Can’t you see?
Can you demolish the flashbacks I have right now…?
I had so much hope and it’s been taken away from me somehow
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2019
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