I look back
expecting to see
glorious triumph
—faded bliss
of once wasInstead, I beheld
drops of dead grace
meaningless space
—versions of me
broken and afraidMistakes now bite back
I run only to stumble
in the dark
—my own filth
stains meUnable to move on
I look back
to see regrets
—piling up in pieces
of my memoryInstead, I tell a lie
that I am special
that I am grand
—what lies they are
even I believe themSo in my life
I reflect back
to the roads
that led me
to where I amI suffered in my toil
I gave too much
just to be hurt
—empty with nothing
to give anymore
—jaded hiss
of what could be
but didn'tUnable to step forward
I can only look back
to see seasons change
—time moves on
only to forget me
YOU ARE READING
a symphony of stars, a cacophony of wishes.
Poetry❝𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯❞ ˜"*°•˜"*...