what if we've left
and we have the chance to start over
before, you get a choice
stay with loves lost
or get a fresh shot
spend time reminiscing
or being young and wishing
Feel forgotten comfort
or find new love and wonders
tell them you missed them
or forge new bonds aplenty
be in peace together
or enjoy life with a lover
an impossible choice
rest and peace with lost loved ones
is what you looked forward to
a tragedy that life is so draining
we don't see the joy in doing it again
we may not get a choice
another shot could even the score
you might even have adventures
that you'll hope to tell others
when you leave again
you forget that it starts over
About the Creator
Hufflecup
I want nothing more than to dedicate my life to writing, so I figured I would start here to test the waters. I will be submitting stories to as many communities as possible.
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We'z Walking on a Path Ruled By Numbers
This road has felt endless, yet limited; every step tracked. Inching away along this path, I feel trapped. Confined. Left to this narrow passage that may one day amount to something greater. Time is not a concept. Only distance. From start to finish, I laugh and cry and attempt to convince myself that this is worth it. I cannot stray. I must keep going. Every step etched, is a step taken, is measured as more than before. I cannot even recall how I got here. Maybe I don’t even really exist. Just another tick marking off a perceived presence. Of what though? I am just another line drawn. Nothing more, nothing less.
By Oneg In The Arctic3 days ago in Fiction
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