These are the steps I climb... on a ladder,
With every letter and rhyme... I remember_
Sometimes we have to look back...
Burning bridges As we climb up,
Not to reminisce or to wish things were like before... But to rise UP! !
This isn't a story about a double life,
This a double story that no couple likes_
How ironic,
Those on a natural high despise chronic...
Therapy? Ooh yes I was on it,
You forgot? Guess you lost it,
With your mind and memory loss quick,
As you suffered a loss. When you got sick_
Because that is my past tonight,
No regrets alright? _
I Only look back,
to NOT repeat the same mistakes.
So I hope you're there to share the better future with me,
not to be my next mistake_
And As I'm stumbling from left to right,
I can only guess I'm right.
So until my afterlife,
These are my steps in life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem