Tug of War

Our collective story is filled with the vestiges of the past

for every step we take is a step filled with the results of yesterday.

A yesterday centered on fear of failure or attachments to things we should let go.

It as though the past and the future are at a constant tug of war

and today is caught in the middle

neither letting go of the things that happened before

but still dreaming of a better future that never arrives.



Categories: My thoughts, Poetry

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