Sticky Thoughts

Small steps forward; Looking back, Fall behind; Stay on the track. Crawling forward, Nails gone black; The goal in mind, Keep up attack.

My future selves go different ways, Don’t know which one to follow; Behind, my past selves mark the maze, All statues now gone hollow.

Lost in the light, With no one there to see; Then shadows come, And darkness sets me free. Free to retreat, To find that place inside, Where worlds are made To hide the world outside: A world too bright, Too real to comprehend; The dreams preserve The peace of just-pretend. But morning waits, Awaits my [...]

Gotta go forward; I don’t know where I’ll end up, But here goes nothing…