this tiny little secret seems to engulf my mind
wondering when the world will tilt and take it away
memories are forever, till you hide them away
but this will not be hidden away, or masked
how can something so trivial fill me with doubts
the who and what and when of me is in jeopardy
forever, never, today, tomorrow, now
this tiny little secret is screaming to be acknowledged
creating a whirlpool of thoughts and dreams
draining round and round and again
left in the aftermath of my internal battles
the past is never as far as we wish yet
the future is streaming with unknown ripples
fighting to forget this past is futile
needing to find acceptance and move past it all
but the tomorrow, now and yesterdays won't forge ahead
they are stuck in this tiny little secrets obsession
swirling around in my head screaming to be heard
yet I smile silently and continue on
improvising the meaning of acceptance
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