Stay awake

When your past shouts louder than the present,
And you are flooded by this strange feeling,
People call it nostalgia.

There I am again,
Standing right there,
Doing the things I did,
Feeling the exact same feeling I once had.

Memories,
Such a strong hold on me.

Looking back at every turn that I took and the roads that I didn't take.
It all made a huge difference,
And I can never go back.

As the quiet night prolongs,
Let me dwell in my thoughts for awhile longer,
Just awhile longer,
Till the sun rises again,
And life goes on.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both 

And be one traveler, long I stood 

And looked down one as far as I could 

- Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken

As I Stare Out Afar

Chilly night,
Street lamps,
People wandering,
Searching in the dark.

Things that we hold on,
Late nights,
Laugher filled days,
Surprises.

Heartaches,
Storms and thunders,
Uncalculated sacrifices,
These made us stronger.

And I wonder where are you,
Are you bracing the cold alone?
Or are you basking in the hot sun with your favourite tunes on?

I have never like the unknown.
Dangers,
Frauds,
Traps.

But who are you?
Unknown and yet I feel safe.
Where are you?

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When my body fails me,
When my mind shuts down,
When my heart decides to give up,
What would You do?

Will you be able to save me?
Remind me
and
Pull me back into the safety of your arms?