A Puddle on the Path

everlong

Im trying to retrace my steps

Find where I had missed

To right my wrongs

With whatever righteousness I can give

But the tracks are fading

And my mind keeps me waiting

I have to keep moving forward

Before there is nothing more to live

No longer should I regret

Or give in to the sorrow

Ill keep my head up

And learn to forgive

The puddle only grows larger

When I weep for tomorrow

I just need to cross before its too deep

A drowning I wont have to relive

  • Author: everlong (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 8th, 2020 04:27
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments2

  • Mark_2011

    I can relate to the feelings in this very much. And the need to cross before it is too deep.

  • Goldfinch60

    Never look back although those bad times have given you the experience to move forward, and in moving forward those puddles will diminish and eventually dry up.

    Andy



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