In a moment it comes,
And then it quickly goes.
Faster, farther.
Reaching harder,
I extend my being to hold on to the moment.
I stretch my body past physical capabilities,
Just to hold on to the feeling.
I want to remember what it felt like.
And if maybe, just for a moment,
Maybe I could feel that way again.
I am not ready to file that expression away.
I want to go back.
I want to know what it felt like to live.
I want to remember what living was.
I was shown the great possibilities.
And then the heavy metal door dropped.
It cracked the earth underneath it,
Further separating me from the truth.
It cast me away.
And I spend my time rowing on the sea of regret.
Iron paddles push through the resistance of guilt.
My fractured world slowly sinking beneath my feet.
So I charge on.
Against all odds.
Searching for that moment.
Trying to remember that feeling.
As my monotonous life approaches it's end,
I push myself farther.
I define the new impossibilities.
My failures fracturing my hope.
And now I feel how deep my ship has sunk.
I feel how much of my life I have wasted,
Searching for that feeling,
Hoping I could turn back time to remember.
I look back, and I realize.
That one fleeting moment,
Seems to be the only I've experienced.
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All My Thoughts I Never Shared
PoetryA compilation of all the things I've ever thought or felt, written out. Hopefully, someone reads something they can relate to. And hopefully, it'll brighten their day, or at least make them feel less alone. All the poems you read here were written b...
