*** *** That old thing Was a pain in the ass anyway, It was probably glad to be rid of me, Or me rid of it, either way, It was an indecisive bastard, Never sure whether It was coming or going, It gave me more questions Than it did answers And lately I've been questioning myself An awful lot, The coward that never looks inside Will never stop running from himself And you can't run forever Because who you were meant to be Will eventually catch up to you And by then, whatever was meant to be Would have run out of time, I don't have that kind of Fucking time, Who is to say We don't have more Than one soul Or can't fasion a new one, After all, we are made of moments Buried in time, Made of every experience Remembered or not, Who is to say We can't start again As a blank parchment Yet to be tested, Yet to be scarred, Yet to be broken, Yet to learn of pain And of love, A parchment with words Of truths unknown, I am yet to learn of many things, Things I may not want to know, See ya later soul, You were never mine to start with, Mine is still out there And I'm coming for you. @d_bailey_ #nightinsta #thebastardsunchronicles #writer #writersofinstagram #writerscommunity #writingcommunity #wordswithkings #wordswithqueens #poet #poets #poetry #prose #townsvillewriters #townsvilleauthor #author #authorsofinstagram #townsville #queensland #australia #townsvilleshines #bookstagram #thecasualword #d_bailey_ #igpoet #igwriter #soulsearching #norefunds #poem #writtenword (at Townsville, Queensland) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bo82z6HhK1h/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1a1n3g97n5qao