A Lament for Middle Earth
How do you pick up the threads of an old life?
After hours of a world not of your own
How do you ignore all that took place?
How do you go on, when in your heart, you begin to understand there is no going back?
How do you return to a normal life, after spending hours in Middle Earth, fighting, loving, being there?
There are some things that time cannot mend.
After spending countless hours, reading, watching living there
How can you be expected to forsake all of this,
As if it never happened , treating it like it was just a simple children's story….
Some hurts that go too deep……When in your heart, your mind,
you have always been there,
and that you always will
That have taken hold
How do you go in, living your life on this mundane world,
This world where schools, work, the small things, the dull parts
Rule supreme while you constantly yearn for the other world,
The one you cannot truly join
How do you go on?
Author's Note: As much as I wish I did, the lines in bold (besides the title) are not mine. They are JRR Tolkien's/the guys who own the extended editon of LotR.