Maybe there are things you can never get back. What once brought joy was only limited. It had a clock on it that would soon run out. There is time wasted trying to seek that which does not want to be found. It has come with a small purpose but has gone for an even bigger one. There isn’t anything you can do to change it because life has its rules that we very often must play by. In science, molecules for example, go through
“condensation reaction.” For those who don’t know, it is a chemical reaction where two molecules unite to form a larger molecule. In order for this to happen, a small molecule must leave. It can never return. It has a mission of it’s own away from that double molecule and that double molecule just doesn’t need old baggage. Two different lives, so they must part ways to better themselves. But this is toast to the things we can never get back because we know that it brings new and neccessary into our lives.

Scientific information courtesy of wikipedia.

Is it true?

That my old ways has resurrected which grown my days that were blue?

Please don’t let it be true!

I worked too hard, I fought too hard for you to just throw away the real you.

I shed too much tears.

So it’s time to overcome those fears.

Because I would be dammed if I see you go back to the ending.

The ending of a horrible time in your life.

So please save yourself now and destroy that knife.

That knife that’s going to destroy all the hard work you accomplished.

So please don’t be punished.

Instead disappear.

To a place where there is no fear.

No fear in love, no fear in moving on, no fear in failing, no fear in pain.

Just stay true to yourself and continue to gain.

Gain all the beautiful things that has entered.

Although your heart has been splintered.

Be strong and fix it yourself.

Instead of looking for someone else.

Because it will be broken for good.

Because you will be misunderstood.

So please don’t let it come true.

Fight as hard as you can, don’t let the pain change you.

But how about if it is true?

That the “real” you is the “fake” you and the “fake” you is the “real” you.

Because history is repeating.

And your heart can’t stop bleeding

So maybe they were all right.

But can I really be both the dark and the light?

-Violet Marie.