Baggage

Another life, an alternative strife

Reminiscing of the past

Ambitions sought and lessons taught

Naivety of how things might last

A wiser man, or so it seemed

Picking up pieces of his dreams

What about the truth he chased

Always lagging, out of pace

Trying to get to another place

Seeking quiet and some peace

The distant memories of a face
And all you do is chase me

The status of what used to be
You and I, simply we
Frustrations led to this demise
Now it seems we need to re-appraise.


Note on this piece: random thoughts on relationships