Lyssa's Poem Book

Think

(This is a mini one, for now)

Missing the past is like a stab in the gut

Knowing that things were better then

It's a dangerous rabbit hole

I tell myself not to think too hard

But there was an era when no one saw today coming

It was all a distant non-reality

We didn't realize that what we had was beautiful

So look around, don't let this moment pass

Because someday you'll see

The future can't take you back