I don't remember, what it is I've lost,
But one day I will know, it's entire cost.
A stupid move, a fatal mistake,
It's so unfair to be at my sake.
I hate myself, for what I have done,
Wishing to reverse, what I've begun.
But time goes on, so I have no chance,
To change the past, or even my stance.
In my mind I can hear my voice,
Saying there is, no other choice.
Move on, move on, now move on.
What's lost, is already gone.
I hate this feeling, it consumes me all,
Feeling as if, I'm up against the wall.
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Words of Time: A Collection of Poems Throughout The Years
PoetryA collection of poems from my early years, up to the present. Many are about love, but also family, friends, life in general, as well as the struggles many of us face as we discover ourselves. #Wattys2016 #Wattys2019 *Note: Stories with an asterisk...
