::12:20:07::

::: Regrets :::

Why is it you don’t think while time is going bye
of all the things that have taken piece of your soul.
The time, the place, are buried deep,
but soon someday they all will creep, back into your life,
and bring such pain.
Now why do we hide our memories in vain?
They cause such great havoc, destroy many a mind,
but we insist on a funeral to bury them for all time.
They shape and mold us, decide who we are, these painful
and tragic memories, created not far.
Given a chance we all would forget, how we got here, and the
mishap’s we met.
Sometimes I think it’s best to give pain a rest.
Though hard to recover, and some never do.
Grab hold of a chance to that’s offered to you.

Written by: ~ Katie