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Eternity Feb 2020
I don't know why sometimes
i found myself thinking about something
that i got throw and i've forgotten
but it came to my mind

I don't know why sometimes
i found myself thinking about something
that has nothing to do with my moment
but then i keep thinking about

I don't know why sometimes
i found myself thinking about something
that has no reason to be thinking of
but i keep creating it in my way hide

I don't know why sometimes
i found myself thinking about a memory
that was beautiful and when i feel it again
it feels simple and not caring about

I don't know why sometimes
i found myself thinking about a memory
that hurted me and when i feel it again
it feels to be i am the one activated mind to remain

I don't know why sometimes
i found myself thinking about all the up past
that i recognise after to be so normal
as a human to be surrounded with the up high

and suddenly i awareness myself sometimes
to stop
and not to think
and not to find
but, to live the moment and to forget about what destiny tested us by !
Sometimes passing through some difficulties make us learn new lessons, that we should not avoid to the future...
Virginie Jun 2017
My whole life boils down
to walk toward the unknown

I run in a dark and dangerous street
I don't know what's going on

The worst is yet to come
It's always the same ****
Heartbreak Motel Feb 2016
I'm lost,
Profoundly lost,
Desperately lost.

How do we know what road to take?
How do we guess what choice to make?

Every things, every words, every act,
Influences the future and depends on the past.

Do we make a choice by instinct, by experiment or by chance?

How do we know that we are on the right track?
How do we know if we must continue or turn back?

I am lost,
I am too young to be lost,
I should move forward but I move back.

I move back to see better,
A general vision on this situation,
My life, my future, my past.
The more I move back the less i see.

I don't know.
I know nothing.
I want everything.
I want nothing.
O.P

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