Bridge to Cross

Give life away in the now to re-live the past,
To feel happiness, one that will last,
To go back would you choose the rain,
To dance at night awaiting the train,
Feel stripped naked and left so bare,
With choices re-made to prove you care
Pay with the present to go back in time,
Live a little and claim what is mine,
Voice all emotions, say how you feel,
Tell people their futures, tell them what’s real,
Catch up with gone friends who are sadly missed,
Track down past loves for a long lost kiss

Remind your past self how great you are,
Voice to your family that you’re never too far,
To leave the present to complete those dreams,
Is a dream itself, a life with no seams,
To re-do the pleasures the mind wouldn’t allow,
It’s still not too late to change all this now

The life beat still flows hard through the veins,
Maybe having the chance to make choices again,
Your mind has shown what the will desires,
A choice to what sets your heart on fire,
A promise to yourself that you need to keep,
Should you ever awake, from your self induced sleep.

Thinking about possible regrets I’ve had in my life. The girl that got away when I was younger, places I’ve never visited, people who I care about but didn’t really show.

Being asleep when alive, drifting instead of living. The final thoughts or flashbacks when I take my last breath, and if that time would be chosen or natural.

Questioning is what this poem is about. Not suppose to think of ‘What ifs’ anymore, but at one point it was all I used to ask myself.

Chris.