Hush

getting used to frequencies subsides,
tired of being left behind
but it might take a while
to say, "move on, it's time".


hell to live in vain
after playing the game,
it will never be the same;
excuses are just so lame.


do not dwell on the past
everyone knows nothing lasts;
for each fall and crash,  
those too are much to ask.


no more turning back
for all that is done;
maybe someday, somehow
exsistence will be a perfect one.