It’s funny the past years seem like a flash of light
But fright woke me up in an instant while I felt distant for my every memory
No feeling of truth through the ruthless lies that can’t possibly be;
Yet and still I see what failed me in the past, so now I have to cast my mind to the sea
So that the tree of life can be born anew
Only a few who has seen what I have seen can feel the relief I feel as I lay down at night
The belief in a choice of living and giving to those, the truth and lies of what is your memory
Try and guide the fly that is you drowning in the creek while your mind leaks information that you try to hold close and locked into your mind
It takes a split second for you to realize that the truth and the years escape you.
Now you begin to wonder
Where did it go?
Where is the time that I held so close to keep me happy?
What happened to the point where I realize that this is it this is my truth, my life, my meaning?
Why am I riddled which such troubling questions?
At the end of the night when that same fright sinks in
When you feel that your soul is coming to an end as a whole
And you question your final request to remember the good times
Tick tock the clock winds and chimes to signal your last moment
When you reach that point and you have regret
Don’t fret because that regret will fuel your will to live on.
All I want from you is to ask yourself “Was it worth it?”