Living In The Past Poem by Ellie Foe

In my mind.
Moving backward.

Standing here,
Walking forward.

I do not remember moving
But my eyes do
So I stay in my mind.

I am not here,
I was there.

Do not see the pebble in front of me,
Then I trip.

Do not see the sun in front.
Rather, the moon behind.
But, the sun is blinding.
So, I stay in my mind.

Lie to myself,
There are good things outside.
If I would just look,
I would know.
I don't want to know,
That I don't know.

So in my mind,
I stay.