Any Last Words

When you want to reflect
Written By Lisa Snepvangers

Sometimes when I’m alone
my mind takes me places
I don’t want to go

I am scared
the future, the present, the past
it’s all going too fast
I don’t think I can keep up
a bigger house, a faster car
I feel like I’m in a war
inside my head
and I can’t break out
everything just seems so loud
try to keep it down
NO
you have to move along

Standing still is going backwards
do you have any last words?

It was the summer before quitting my job and selling my house. Escaping the rat race as they call it. I felt so stuck in life, in the system we live in, that I couldn’t help but think: is this the only way forward? It was the first poem I ever wrote.

Lisa Snepvangers
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