i write,
i speak,
i pray,
i even attempt
to push them out.
but my mind is still consumed
with my thoughts,
my worries,
my dreams.
…my mind is so full.
there are not enough
empty pages in the world
to foster all my thoughts.
it wanders and it is lost.
my thoughts taking me near
the edges and cliffs of my mind.
it doesn’t matter how many times i have
promised myself to not let
my thoughts consume me,
there is no stopping them.
people tell me,
“don’t dwell on the past
or you will distract yourself
from the now.”
what i want to know is at what point
does your present become your past?
when do the people of the current
become people of your past?
is it an amount of time that passes by?
is it when that person is no longer by your side?
who decides these things?
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