Echoes of the Past
I got used to doing everything sideways,
Didn't even use to care what others told me .
I bore all my burdens,
Cause I wanted to restart my life.
I hid my bruises, overused but refused
To accept the reality of brutality's bruises.
I didn't want to tell you what you wanted to hear.
I know it's not the right time,
But hoping you'll follow the daylight, not the dim light.
Clinging on to my life as if I'm going into a deep slumber,
I mumbled and stumbled over every word I wished I could tell.
I wish I would have guided you this evening,
But it won't even take me three drinks to call you tonight.
I'm terrified of the light that's still holding on to my side.
I won't lie, I search for you in myself, knowing you were my past self.
But still, I have regrets about my life that drive me crazy.
Hazy thoughts run through me, changing me,
Reminding me of the missing pieces,
Pieces I've lost and am ashamed to acknowledge.
But I don't care if I get torn apart;
Maybe it's all in my head.
I just want to say that I wish I could be
The one to heal my younger self.
But I can't go back to solve the broken pieces.
Am I lost?
I have to dig deep to search for my younger self,
So I'm not lost now in the woods.
And I can reload my reality to be free.
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