Searching through the rubbel, always trying to find,
The pieces of my life lay beneath all the past I've left behind.
Piece by piece unturned, the memories of long ago.
Digging deeper for the answers I may never know
A tear for this one a smile for the next I see
So much rubbel I've left to go through to rediscover me.
A few unanswered questions I long to unfold
Hidden deep somewhere beneath the rubbel, answers yet untold.
For when I discover the answers wherever they may be.
I hope they give me closure so I can set my mind free.
The past surely is something we can never change,
Once it's done there's no going back no matter how much we rearrange.
Maybe it is I am looking for something I feel but can not touch.
Could it be a purpose behind not knowing because the truth may be too much?
The storms of my life left destruction enough to last forever,
Though I've heard it said that forever is a mighty long time to endeavor.
I allow my thoughts to slow so that I may think .
Although I think my search of importabce as it may be but the life I'm wasting in search of something I can't change when my life could be gone in a blink.
The important things in life are learning from your mistakes and loving the life set forth for you.
Don't waste precious time searching through the rubbel of your past some things are better left, there's no changing the answers even if you knew .