Moving forward as my thoughts still plague me
Why can’t I seem to realize the times I’ve lived until they’ve become a new disease in my mind
Yet still I sit here entranced by pervious lives
Reminiscing on a time that will never be attainable
No amount of thought or time will ever revive the life that I had once lived
Yet I still let this life pass by not realizing
That this will be yet another thought to plague my mind
When this life has died, inside my mind













