Prisoner of My Mistakes
Just before the sun sets
The soft pain of too many regrets
Slowly filling the deepest part
Dragging down my beating heart
Once young and foolish days
Passing quickly like setting sun’s rays
Leaving scars in a struggling mind
Always searching eyes that never find
Like melting ice my strength fades
The mirror’s image truth evades
But no amount of telling story
Can ever pay or say I’m sorry
Time moves forward and back
We seek and travel with the pack
Knowing shelter not alone
Let the others set the tone
No slack in the tightening band
Our daily masks we have donned
Dance the tune we never know
Fight to survive and not to grow
A prisoner of my mistakes
No way to tell the fakes
I guess my way through the day
No choice but to stay
AWD
Copyright © Armand Delisle | Year Posted 2016
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