i have been chasing something
which existed
in a moment of time
that passed.
Author: christophermcgeownwriting
the good life
it doesn’t matter
how good you are living
if you are drinking
from a poison
well.
past and pending
to be able to remember everything
so vividly
is a blessing and a curse—
you can be at the top of a mountain
and the bottom of the sea
simultaneously,
past and presents
only words–
each moment
just a part of the precarious
masterpiece in progress.
spent
what do you do
when what you love
has taken all you have—
and all you have left
to hold onto
is hope?
quiet words
don’t hide your pain
to spare someone’s feelings–
don’t forget who
was holding
the knife.
perception
the universe
is everywhere
and it begins
in your heart.
old habits
every place i go
i leave another place behind–
i’ve been running from myself
and losing everyone
in the process.
time’s arrow
growing apart
but at least
still growing—
so wilted,
so lost,
when you left.
phantom feelings
nothing
ever as vivid
as the memory
of a moment
that’s past
that you can never
get back.
a distant nostalgia
tonight i am overwhelmed
by existence
how a moment can be so far
and feel so close
time passes by
and you can never quite
catch
the moments
that matter.