Defenseless

A writing with no exact direction - Spontaneous and random.

 

My mind takes me back to that one moment

A view so breathtaking, it was a unusual scene

I figured I’d brush it off quickly

But here I am wondering what this means

 

A complex puzzle I cannot seem to solve

An enigma which continues to amuse me

Must I simply wait for this moment to evolve?

Or should I take a leap of faith and find the right key?

 

Sometimes, it tears me into pieces

How I have so much more to convey

Yet I seem to go into circles just to go back in reverse

And I don’t seem to want to know if I’m heading the wrong way

 

Time, you are a complicated creature

I know that I can never replicate the exact moment

But every day, I am reminded of the same picture

And defenseless, I still hope for a miracle to happen 

Author's Note

I've been busy with work but I really enjoy writing so my weekends are always reserved for periods of writing and reflection. Take this any way you want it - I would love to hear what you think of this! Thank you for reading :)