beneath forgotten stars
Beneath Forgotten Stars
In wakeful hours, I drink my thoughts,
Letting mind and heart entwine in fraught
Reflections of forgotten dreams,
And roads that vanished with the streams.
Regrets envelop me like a warm blanket,
Comforting yet suffocating,
a heavy burden to bear.
Memories of what could have been,
Haunt me still, like whispers in the wind.
What if I hadn’t let go of those dreams?
What if I dared to traverse the narrow seams?
Would the outcome be different today?
Or would the path have led astray?
The weight of what-ifs presses down,
A relentless tide that ebbs and flows.
In the stillness of the night,
I confront the ghost of choices past
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