Memories of the future
It all started with 'Once upon a time...'
Like every good story, if you find the rhyme
Once, a long time ago, in my prime,
Trying to punish every little crime
my mind would think in springtime.
And the years passed.
I learned to change a 'want' into a 'must'.
Moving so fast, that you could see the dust
I left behind, the right mind
mindset or mind frame,
All rushing, play no game,
The years passed, and now
I am the best swordsman
in all the seven kingdoms, right?
So high, no challenge in sight.
And I got bored, and all I did
Is in the past. No want, no must!
No haste, just copy/paste.
Another life, another goal.
The emptiness is here, at my door.