Thursday, 17 December 2015

We burnt all the bridges

All the world's beauty in a piece of sand.
An eternity in a second.
A split second to lose everything,
one more to gain it all.
Lost.
Found.
Damaged
and therefore unique.
Seconds tick by...
nothing changes.
Nothing ever stays the same.
We keep moving forward
one step at a time
one foot in front of other.
Sometimes three steps forward
and two steps back.
But always forward
because there's nothing to go back to,
we burnt all the bridges along the way.