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Nostalgia

young and lost without a map

By Kristy MackenziePublished 5 years ago 1 min read

If I gaze back and look at this life it's truly insane how fast it goes by.

I am pushing 30, whatever that means.

Each year I grow older, fuck knows if I am any wiser.

One thing for certain, the older I get the more ugliness and hatred I see.

As the years pass me by....

Subconsciously they take with them my youthful optimism and glow.

I look back once again…

This amazing, full life I have lived. Filled with hardships, love, loss, life, death, mistakes, lessons, goals, failures,, friendships, inspiration, deception, and blah blah blah

By no means am I old, nor will I ever be

But I think there may be truth to the saying that ignorance truly is bliss

The majority of me will always want to know more, and be more

Sometimes I truly wonder what it would be like to know less

Maybe re-experience that childhood ignorance once again

To trust everything and anything, after all it's all you know

To have all of these dreams and this certainty that anything is possible and no one will hurt you

Re-experience that feeling of your first love

Your first friendship

If i gaze back at my life one more time

Although I cannot say it was easy

Nor the roads ahead will be any easier

I will always try my very hardest to push through and conquer

Coming out even stronger each time I pick myself back up

Kristy Mackenzie

(my first attempt at writing anything, so any feedbacks or tips would be immensely appreciated)

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About the Creator

Kristy Mackenzie

For the past 5 years I have been travelling the world working on super yachts..sounds cool, but in reality I don't really have a home. So when this pandemic hit, I've never felt more alone..So I started writing and it helped me in many ways

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    Written by Kristy Mackenzie