Retroactive Remorse

Wackyheartache4

The past is dust

The bells have been rung

Look on to tomorrow

And your song shall be sung

Jealousy, a demon so evil

An endless ring you can't control

Free yourself from the pain

End the torment now

consumed, anxious and stained

 

Endless what ifs and doubt

Send this culprit out

It's natural, what you're about

Enjoy yourself, you weren't without

 

The conquests of another

In days before your time

Were taken in a different life

Forego this devil's rhyme

Trust in the process

Own your own past self

Continue to make progress

Or put contentment on a shelf

  • Author: Drewseph (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 14th, 2023 11:46
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Ok Waleed

    Who are you talking to when writing this



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