Memory Lane
An original poem
Change is inevitable. But is change always good?
We are shaped by our experiences and those experiences can radically alter the person we expected to become. This is the thought driving my new original poem, Memory Lane. When we reflect on our journey, do we look forward at a path promising hope for a better world? Or does our mind backtrack as we fill with regret at what is lost?
Enjoy! Feel free to share your thoughts and impressions below.
Another trip down memory lane. Nothing ever stays the same. Days defined by constant change. Life remains a puzzling game. Staring blindly at a fading past, clinging to memories so dear. Fighting to avoid a scary future, never ceasing to draw near. Unable to return home again. Yesterday is banished forever. Youth and innocence extinct. Feelings I no longer remember.
