Poems - Let your words breathe

What if?

I hate to wonder,
about what could've been.
But at the same time I can't stop these nagging questions,
these thoughts that dare me to begin.

Because they are so tempting,
the thoughts waiting in my mind to shape.
Inviting me with loving arms,
and no way to escape.

There are so many questions,
about how to and choosing the right way.
A what if, what if; trying to end my pain,
searching for an answer, night and day.

Because what if I decided differently
and what if I wouldn't be in pain?
What if I would stop thinking?
What if it wouldn't sound so insane?

I know I shouldn't think about it,
it's nothing i should deal with.
Cause there isn't a more deadly question
then a whispering „what if?"