The Next Ten Years
If I may make a confession
Regression is my latest obsession
A lonely heart is a nostalgic heart
But the past can rip it apart
I keep tripping over yesterday
And if I keep falling I'll never find my way
So today I'm ready for the next ten years
As I eradicate demons and eliminate fears
And all the tears will be left in the past
Because life can surely be a blast
I'll no longer be devoted to a ghost
Who left me alone when I needed them most
Today I embark on a ten year plan
To become a better man
And if I may make a confession
This aggression will lead to succession
Copyright © Christopher Goss | Year Posted 2018
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