Giving Into Reality

Saturday, November 19, 2011

I’ve come to a realization
I’m in mourning
Of a different kind of death

It’s the kind where you realize
When to end something
And begin something new

It’s time
Time to put away
Childish fantasies

It’s time
Time to face
What’s real

And so, dear writing
I mourn you today
For I can’t keep you

Not any longer
I can only use you
For therapy purposes

But writing
You will never
Bring me

My truest desires

And so I cry
And I mourn
In hopes

To forget you
To forget you

Written by ©Diana Jillian



Get Up

Get Up

With the expansion of time you set your mind
Most is the case if only you remain blind

What you see is not always what you get
Struggling to find the nearest sunset

And you tumble down lower
Lurking over your shoulder

And you climb to reach to find
Anything but it was left behind

When you try to cast
A glimpse of your past

The trap of looking back

Through all time and tears
Wasted doubts and fears

Keep going forward

Don’t fall into the trap

Be all, be free
Be you and see

Live in the moment

You’ll never forget
Never regret

Looking back


Written by ©Diana Jillian