Aging

AGING

In the end no one really knows what’s most important but you. On your emotional roller-coaster, you become so vulnerable in your highs. And so you declare that anything worth doing in life is worth overdoing. At the pinnacles of youth, at the fountain of naivety, you said that tonight we live forever. Moderation is for cowards, was tattooed on your forehead. And with every sip, and every hit we took, we became privy to the denouement of our pitiful end. Sloshing through puddles of mistakes, in this spasm of life, light only shined but for a split glimpse. But we still cried young forever. We swarm with strangers, we were wise and unloving. We adamantly set off for a sporadic search of the ambiguous meaning of life. And the ideas we curried weighed more than our physical tangibles. We indulged in sex, money, and music. Love was taboo to our ears. Spreading our wings we flew too high and the wings melted in the sun. Now we are free falling. Pondering drops of thoughts brought us to this crisscross of life, only to realize that all this time we have just scratched the top surface of life. We are all alone now and everyone can see that. Memories collide in my head of the way you touched me. The way you kissed me, I will never forget. We hope that they meet someone to sweep them off their feet. And in the midst of our reckless lives, the kiss was our only consolation. They said they didn't have time, they had to be somewhere. And we thought to ourselves, we have all the time in the world. But we couldn't swallow our pride. We were a good youth but fell victim to our own ego.  Now we are just talking s**t but an’t got nothing left in the tank. It is safe to say we are ridding backwards. And we are slowly drowning in our regrets. So we were quick to judge our descendants. And we tried to understand the world but just ended up growing old. In hopes to secure our individual conscious we subliminally drew towards trust, currying a pessimistic spirit towards our age mates. In the perpetual fear we live in now, we consider youth thoughts as superfluous ideas.