One moment, oh I am sure there have been many- but that one moment so many years ago on that very day, very minute, very second when you knew all was lost. Your head in your pillow with tears streaming down; a million anxieties rushing through creating a pit in your stomach. Fear, dread, sorrow, sadness, anger: the most burdening thoughts upon you. How could you go on? What was there to live for?
Yet now, just years later it's just a prick of a memory...a drop in the bucket. A thousand years have passed and that day never killed you like you knew it would. What was it? How did you get there and how did you ever lose sight? It fades from your memory now like writing in the sand; wind blowing each grain sideways and water washing over making you forget there was ever any trace. What is there to worry about if knowing it will pass tomorrow..and the next day...the day after that..until years seem like a hundred thousand lives away. This day gone tomorrow with a fresh morning calling upon you more eager than ever, "Get up...get up...let's make yesterday the past".
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