press pause, home.

It's sort of a work-in-progress.

If I had a remote control to fast forward all the days,

I thought I'd see me.

two years from now

                         celebrating.

with all of you, my comrades, my companions.

 

with the crowd of crowds hovering around

as i throw that tasseled hat up.

like a frisbee twirling,

 

so now is             my world.

this remote control finally changed channels.

 

i've left you behind, dear home.

to fake happiness in the falsest of happy destinations.

with a hollow heart, the buzzing at 6:15am is unchanging.

where my head lay before this,

lies an unoccupied pillow.

 

The softest of beds can't ease my hollow heart, simply unfufilled.

Empty, without my beloved home.

I just carry on.

 

i never mourn what is lost,

remote control, where are you?

to pause where i've left off before,

to rewind to those moments i'll miss most.

 

I leave in the dust

all the things I know.

to let fly a different hued cap,

to wear a different colored gown.

but I'll carry on until the day,

that fate gives me that remote control

so I can finally push play.

 

 

With my newly unfufilled heart,

I carry on, watching life through the glass

we all live in.

Author's Note

it's not finished, grammar isn't perfect, capitalization errors

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thank you for the review. it was a spitefull thing i did for a friend of mine. lol. i love this btw and who cares about grammar errors. lol not i