Tag Archives: self sabatoge

Missing

Posted by enreal on

I tell myself that one day I won’t miss you

I catch myself looking for traces,

One day I will accept that I shut you out

I made the decision and I took the easy road

I tell myself that one day I will be happy

I tell myself,

But I don’t listen

I think back upon the years which led me to today. All the roads. All the decisions. All the meaningless and endless twists and fated moments. I think back as I do every single day. Why? Because I miss her. I still think I hear her. I catch glimpses of her smile and her eyes. When I try to focus, she’s gone once more. So I suppose today symbolizes her. I know she knows how sorry I am, but alas, the path has been traveled. She was left behind. One day I will be happy. If she forgives and returns to me. For now I will continue to think back upon the years which led me to today. Today and everyday.

Procrastination

Posted by enreal on

The words linger in the dense air. Sound suspended as mist on a mild winter morn. Hovering waiting to be heard.

Shall I listen when I see them, what purpose if I can pick and choose them for my own. Take them all in. I don’t need them to wander nor torment my mind… I know them there.

The roads remain traveled. Day to night. The path taken and retaken. Yet one remains alone. Alone with words. Solitary.

Abandoned for a time. Reclaimed it shall become. I promise.

If not for my tales and dreams I would continue blind. I know what needs to be said and I know what needs to be heard. I know what needs to be done. Am I ready?