Move On

A has-been, washed up

before I even began.

Such a promising future

always leads to a dark end

when promises break

and souls cannot mend.

Too late now to go back,

just wipe my brow.

Head down and move forward,

since back is farther down,

time to carry the weight of it all,

remember to smile not frown.

© Autumn Siders 2017

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