I chase
And chase
And chase
To the little hope that I have but why am I lying to myself?
Do even I still have hope?
Here I chase something or someone I never had.
I am stuck in the same old patterns that does nothing for me,
That little hope that I may have had died.
Always chasing to be number one but never number one.
Posted in response to the challenge Chase.
If only I had that strength then things would have been different.
We would still share a home,
Memories that we once shared
With laughter and love
I opened my eyes to see a reflection of me staring back at me,
and I knew at that moment the only person to blame was me.
Every mistake, every regret, every wound,
I often sit under the moonlight and listen to what the night has to offer;
Sometimes it offers more than you think.
I listen to the soft rustling of the leaves,
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