Chasing The Past
I Fell Into The Future
I’m afraid I may never take flight
Caught in a plot twist of happy endings
That are forever lost in a lie
Chasing the past, and always pretending
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Tripping, I fell into the future
A work of fiction exposing things deeper
Surface smiles surrendered true nurture
Rescue that girl and sweep her away
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Happiness is more than illusion
A place deep inside where safety guards the door
Away from the noise and confusion
Granting peace of mind offering more
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A chance to renew the hopes of yesterday
Revived in-the promise that tomorrow brings
Believing the words my heart longs to say
In the letting go of dying things
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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I really enjoyed reading your poem, it was beautifully written and conveyed a powerful message of hope and renewal.🧡💛💚