that time itself
is so wide and far
and it passes by in a flash
with your youth still ordering at the bar

it is the point of looking back
and wondering about choice
looking forward
and wondering if your future has a voice

too much time
time is not a gift
because when you roll it over
every side has a, ‘what if’

why did i not see my toxic nature
it was there –
right in front of my nose

the outward calm is a veneer
because inside,
my trauma is a smear

self conscious eyesight
knows what lies behind

Reckoning i turn to my younger self but they are no longer there i look at my thoughts and i … More

i am underrated
you know,
that suits,
my personal view

who ever,
is at work in my brain
they work so hard and so much
it is insane l