Strange how memories can drown me
The present can suffocate me
And the future can save me
Many days are days that I live for tomorrow
For any day but that day
For the future and who I hope to share it with
Many memories cover me in tears
Offering no release until finally I make that connection with a happy memory
Just to be drowned in the new thought
Yet the future and what I hope for keeps me rooted
I know that if I try, here in the present my future will be okay
The unknown keeps me alive
People sometimes live in the past
In happier days, a peaceful childhood
What of those with no peaceful childhood
They tell us to live in the present
And life will be all the more merry
What happens when the present is when it's almost to much to keep myself from cutting
Some say living too far in the future can ruin your present
I disagree, you just have to play life like chess
A game of chess where checkmate is unavoidable
Families often like to look back on the good old days
Where their children we're young and carefree
What about those who barely had carefree days
Some say the present is a gift
I wonder at them, is pain a gift
Is wanting death a gift
Some people are afraid of the unknown and the future
Off of both I thrive
Gathering knowledge more bountiful than autumn harvest and planning more than just tomorrow
My past I'm sharing so it can be concealed without harm
My present I'm blurring so only the good things turn into my past
The future is feeding me, keeping me healthy for the present
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Sorting Poems Of A Pessimistic Optimist
PoesíaThese are basically poems that I use to sort out my emotions and such. The poems might be really cheesy and stuff just because the type of emotions I need to sort out most of the time. I will still update the other poem collection but I will post lo...
