The View from Behind

I seem to have a tendency

To look back at things too long

Meaning I can only see

The things that now are gone

In only looking back behind

To people that we’ve been

The only view we’ll ever find

Is that which we have seen

For the view is somewhat restricted

If our backs are at the front

We can only do the things we did

And win what we have won

If only I could turn

To face the future not the past

I’d realise the things for which I yearn

Were never meant to last

If only I could see the hope

Of the path I am to take

Then maybe I could learn to cope

And my heart would not so ache

For those times gone and people met

For all the broken ties

I’d find it easier to forget

In pursuit of brighter skies

But I’m moving backwards just because

I won’t have to let things go

I’ll never move past who I was

Its far too difficult to grow


By Cachella Smith