Monday, May 30, 2011

A New Thing (The Long Way Home)


Regret is filling me
Why did I do this though I’m not convinced
Why did I hurt myself though I care about me

Regret is making me sad
I was completely bad
Why did I go down a road with no end
Why did I confuse myself & got it misled

Regret is making me conscious
It is blaming me
For my mind’s ache & heart misery
For my eye’s redness & runny nose

Why did I let it be
Why did I blind myself

I hate it when it hurts me
Now I’m the only one living with this disgust
The disgust of what I could be
The disgust I shouldn’t be

I wasted away time & dignity
But most of all I betrayed a trust 

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