5 years from now, <br />I'll look back at today. <br />I'l wish I never kept a diary. <br />For when I'l read today's entry, <br />I'l recapture the feelings that drove this pen in a frenzy across this page. <br />The sadness. <br />The insecurity. <br />The anger. <br /> <br />Words I could not say, <br />In the fear of regretting them later. <br />I'l wonder if my insecurities were justified. <br />I'l judge the errors you'l make through the glasses of an error long gone. <br />For ink captures feelings, <br />Casts them Medusa's stare, <br />And freezes them for eternity. <br /> <br />But to keep it as a memory only is a dilemma. <br />For memory, <br />Like a chameleon, changes with circumstances. <br />5 years from now, <br />It'l paint the memory using a palette of feelings I'l have then. <br /> <br />In a happiness, <br />Your fault will be a forgivable glitch, <br />On a mental picture, <br />Of an overally splendid time together. <br /> <br />But melancholy will magnify it. <br />For sadness scratches the heart's scabs. <br />Making old wounds bleed anew.<br /><br />Norman Mukwakwami<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-write-or-not-to-write-2/
