Why do we insist on
Poisoning ourselves with
Late night talks
From the past
With people we used to love
Or who have long since passed?
Even in smiles
We can still look back
And in the midst of looking
We can lose ourselves in that.
No matter if the situation
Was clearly toxic
No matter if we've long been over
All that has escaped us
No matter if you've forgotten what
It feels like to hold them
Or what their voice sounds like.
There is always some fascination with
What your life used to be like
And who kept you company
In life's darkest caverns.
Apr 9, 2021
Apr 9, 2021 at 3:26 AM UTC
Why do we insist on
Poisoning ourselves with
Late night talks
From the past
With people we used to love
Or who have long since passed?
Even in smiles
We can still look back
And in the midst of looking
We can lose ourselves in that.
No matter if the situation
Was clearly toxic
No matter if we've long been over
All that has escaped us
No matter if you've forgotten what
It feels like to hold them
Or what their voice sounds like.
There is always some fascination with
What your life used to be like
And who kept you company
In life's darkest caverns.
I invite you and I to toss the poison. Live for those who keep us close today
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