Been here before ‘cept this time the same ain’t quite what I remember
…That saying, forever
Mind is reeling much under the hood
Admittedly not much of it good
Brave face and the laugh is the same but all is gone, nothing the same
When I wake from what is not even past got a new life to live more to do more to give
But where is that familiar that time stand still
That piece less complete which reinforces will
Stories stop without ends
To help the mend
And defend its end

from me