Stuck In What Was
THERE ARE SOME INDIVIDUALS WHO NEVER LET THINGS GO. THEY
PRETEND THAT THEY’RE HAPPY AS THERE DEPRESSON CONTINUES TO
GROW. BRING OTHERS INTO THERE SORROW, SO THEY WONT FEEL ALONE
TOMMOROW. THERE STUCK IN WHAT WAS AND HAVE NO ESCAPE. ESCAPE
HOW? IT’S TOO LATE. STUCK IN WHAT WAS WILL NEVER GET YOU TO WHAT
WILL COME. BE HAPPY WITH ANOTHER IS JUST A WISH, A SIMPLE BEAT LIKE
THAT ON A DRUM. UNABLE TO DISTINGUISH BETWEEN RALITY AND
IMAGINARY . BELIEVING IN ONE DAY A POSSIBLE FAIRY. ONE THAT WILL
BRING BACK THE WHAT WAS AND CHANGE THE NOW. BUT HOW? I’T
IMPOSSIBLE. AND DEFINANTLY IMPASSABLE. STEP OUT OF THE WHAT WAS
AND INTO THE WHAT IS. HIS LIFE IS HIS. AND YOUR TRYING TO RUN IT. BUT
YOU SIMPLY NEED TO GET OVER IT. BEING STUCK IN THE WHAT WAS IS
GOING TO CAUSE THE LOSS OF FRIENDS. AND YOU’LL BE EMPTY LIKE THE
LAST BIT OF INK IN THIS PEN. FIND THE NOW AND STAY THERE. THE WHAT
WAS IS A WAS AND DON’T MAKE IT AN ENSNARE. STAY OUT OF THE WHAT
WAS AND SEARCH FOR THE NEW. HAPPINEST WILL COME BUT ONLY IF YOU
WANT IT TO.
Copyright © Shavon Lewis | Year Posted 2008
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