This piece is part of my 2016–2026 archive migration. Some original formatting, content, and external links may be missing, changed, or not be optimized.
poetry
You pause.
You reflect.
You start to neglect
The things you’ll regret
When you’re old
And have grown cold
Freedom has new meaning
Passion is bursting
Seething
I’m starting to understand
Why everyone is bleeding
That’s what this life will do to you
It’ll destroy everything
You’ve been holding onto
And keeping
That’s the truth you’ll find
The beauty you’ll find
When you pause to reflect
And realize
You’re just running out of time
–
This content is for informational purposes only — not professional advice. Consult a qualified professional before making any major decisions.