Turbulence
The road was shaky but you made it to where you are.
Take a breath
Your journey can begin whenever you please.
Moments
Stolen from you before you got to see them.
Reflecting
On memories you took no part in, yet here they are.
Remnants
Fractured pieces come together in your mind to create one, unclear image.
Desparation
You cling to each memory until you’ve missed another moment, and again, and again.
Exhausted
You numb the pain that accompanies the stolen moments.
Creating
More moments, lost before they came.
Stop.