Tuesday, December 31, 2019

When is it time to move on? (poem)

Leave behind the past,
projects you've worked on for years,
dreams you've had since childhood.
Maybe they've run their course,
but how can you know?

What if letting it go ruins everything,
destroying all passion and ambition?
What if it's the only thing keeping you going?
A sense of self-imposed obligation
igniting the fiery furnace of creativity.

The future cannot exist without the past,
but living in the past negates the present.
It seems there are so many wrong ways
it's hard to identify the right ones.

-Zero

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