to the times you felt alone
in the crowd.
when the promise of another
lifetime wore you out.

those stolen images, familiar feelings
that woke you up.
the empty streets, rainy days that
made you sad.

for the old soul who never
looked back.
the soul who stopped dreaming.
i’m your memory reaching out
from the past.

i say.
carry on,
carry on.
it wasn’t a lie
and this one’s for you.