Momentary Reflection
I was paralyzed in thought,
and standing all alone;
Surrounded by darkness,
everything was gone...
With barely a glimpse, from the corner of my eye;
I was travelling so fast as I passed myself by.
I was moving at high speed, as if,
somehow out of time.
Thinking to myself, looking back into the distance;
Could I have been resting,
or was there something on my mind;
Maybe, I was just Reflecting,
on some Moments from past times...
A Momentary Reflection,
I thought as I laughed;
Reflections of mistakes, so many in my past;
Or maybe the future, and thoughts of my death.
There's no point in thinking that anything can change;
I passed myself there and found myself here;
Crossroads unmarked, destination unphased,
Trembling,
like a lost dog, covered in mange...
A strength unfound, a desire to disappear;
A Momentary Reflection,
of how I found my way here.
As I watch myself in quiet,
with no desire to stop;
In slow motion I fall,
from a single gunshot...
A Momentary Reflection,
of where I stood at the start;
Maybe if I had slowed, or come to a stop,
this Moment I have witnessed,
the confusion and doubt;
Just maybe, somehow;
I could have found a way out...
Copyright © Terry Cunningham | Year Posted 2012
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