Regret
I am a man trapped between two worlds,
torn apart by the very things that hold me together,
with a saint at my left and sinner on my right.
And only God knows what I'm going through.
Things don't always go the way they are expected,
and for some better than others.
Time takes it toll on each man differently.
So now i come to you with the very fear that lives within,
one shared among us all.
The fear of Regret.
It tears and rips us apart until we are no more,
and all we have left is our souls.
Wore down from the insanity that has bared down on us.
We'll pass on in this life and some will never look back,
because we are scared.
We try to outrun our pasts but we can't,
it is inevitable.
They always seem to catch up with us in the end,
no matter how hard we try to run from them.
Copyright © Jesse Sullivan | Year Posted 2009
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