Sometimes I sit and wonder
what I could have done differently
could I have helped that kid
Sometimes I sit and wonder
why I dwell on the past
couldn't I just move forward
I'm stuck in the past
my mind in the gutter
afraid to start a new
so i'll just feed off of past experiences
& wonder why
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Author:
lre (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 2nd, 2016 15:34
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Beautiful poem! Your second stanza is hauntingly good, I can relate.
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