We live to regret it
And the tracks won’t let it
Go away
So what do we do?
We wax poetic
…as we stray.
…midway through the fairy-tale
I’m in this season where an hour seems like an alright chunk of time, but the minutes that make it up breeze by way too fast.
Carpe diem♡
I’ve learned that by the time you become comfortable enough to embrace discomforting realities the opportunity to grow from those realities is long gone. Stay focused. Be present. Always. Carpe diem♡
E.J.Jr.
That wildly bewildering, seemingly;
empty stare.
Eternity guards what teems in there,
Depths unsearchable,
Hurt unspoken,
Graves unearthed, yet;
Dreams unwoken.
Robin E. Johnson 