27.9.16

A thought I wrote a few months ago and rediscovered :

“The startling emotion of future becoming past.

Time developing and hearts growing,

slipping into the rhythm of life.

Crazy highs and unexpected lows,

unrelentingly charging me down.

Am I really in control?

Or is this all playing itself out?

Thoughts unfolding into action,

without any consideration.

Regret and envy pursuing every spark and motion,

but only I get to choose.

When everything that is coming is gone,

what will be left of you?”

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