I’ve counted the days
and now I’ve stopped.
I’ve gone many ways
to get to the top.
I’ve seen the days fly by
in front of my eyes
to only realize
my dream’s demise.
I’ve learned so much –
What to do with it?
Memories go untouched
in a place, they sit.
Three, then two, then one
Now, it is the day before last
And I don’t know where to go.
I’ve lived my days all too fast
with regrets only I will know.
Over and again, I wish it was different.
I want you to feel better.
You are always curious about where I went,
but the way it was didn’t last forever.
This reoccurring scene is stuck on repeat
and it changed the way I live my life.
This heavy song still plays off-beat
from bright mornings to darker nights.
I truly wish for you to be happy;
I hope you find some peace at last.
I find that my feet are still tapping
to a familiar song from my past.
I’ve been to many places
and nothing seems like home.
I’ve seen old and young faces
Reliving memories as I roam.
The city was great-
as well as its people,
but it’s too late
for the city lost soul.
Spirits became weak
in the city;
We lost our way through the years.
How I feel seems to be fitting
as the truth quickly became my fears.
The city soon fell;
Locals had to move away.
What is left are the stories I tell;
I will find another city someday.