Split Sides

Fear of Change

This world is so unfair.

I would cry if only I wasn't tired.

Things keep changing at a dizzying pace,

And it leaves me struggling to keep up.

Things that gave me joy in the past

No longer have the same meaning.

The blissful love I used to feel

Is strangely absent today.

And what used to be the case back then

Has been discredited and replaced,

A 'new normal' in its place.

The rushing river of time

Has left me stranded

In an island of solitude,

Where I linger like a ghost

And the rest goes on in motion.

Stuck in a historical delusion

That I have selfishly made

To stop the mysterious wormhole

From pulling me in

And spitting me out

To a place I know not where.

This is my biggest fear,

The one that lurks deep within

The vault in my soul.

The one inside a box

I keep under my bed

That I dare not open.

For it scares me to face it,

To look at it for what

It truly is.

Change scares me,

And I'm scared of changing.

To wake up one day

To find that what I held dear

Has faded in the night.

I couldn't describe it,

But I know it's there.

I know things change

And people change,

But I don't want

To see that love

Change as well.

In the end, I don't want to wake up

And discover that everyone has moved on

Except me.