Smears and Blurs
Countless memories
Inspired or alluded
What was once yours
Does not exist in your arms any longer
A space of emptiness surrounds
Many choices
Little time a deadline
Tick Tock
Seconds, minutes, hours, and days goes by
Distracted with present memories
Confused of what will happen in the future
Doubt or certainty
Lust or Love
Comparing is not possible
Questions to be asked
A moment of reflection
See what your suppose to see on the other side
The conclusion of your decisions
The out come of our identity
Of who you have become and of who you have lost
