Regrets

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My heart in my chest, ripped and torn,

The years are aging me, my soul is worn.

Where is the light, the never ending presence?

Someone reach and free me from this darkness!


I call, when will you answer?

Can you truly ignore me forever?

Is this a punishment for a crime or sin?

I surrender, just bring me home again!


I remember your face, smiling and laughing,

The seasons we spent together, leaves colours changing.

We were lost in our fantasies, childhood dreams,

A close friend, perfection it seems.


Why did I leave you, abandon you?

Argue with one of whom I had a friendship true?

Now I just wish I could forget, 

Steel my heart against this regret.

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