The author of today’s poem seems to look more at life that passes us. It would be nice if we always would be in control of what we do with our time, like she writes.
We forget that there are certain things that should be checked at the door. For that reason I believe that we all need to find something that keeps us moving forward and fills our heart with joy. That’s why I started this page to express myself through the power of words; to express not only my own personal turmoil, but the ones of others; whom I have met throughout my life.
Thoughts may be over taken by so many different things whilst life has taken hold. All of us may have left memories of who we wanted to become, who we used to be. All we are left with are screen shots of a person’s life in which we try to capture so many moments, whilst so much changed from then too now and we carry old scars along with the new.