I sit in the silence of days passed
Memories haunting my dreams
And then coming to life
I watched in sorrow as you walked away
Tears flowing down my cheeks
I knew what was happening
The anger and frustration and stress
Built up, into a mountain with a steep side
I could’ve stopped it, I could’ve helped
I said things to you, did things to you
Things I will forever remember,
Forever regret
I pushed you away
Forcibly and without reproach
Caught up in my own mind, my own ways
And when it came down to seeing the darkness
I denied it was black, defended the wrong
And lost myself in the process
Consequences are endless in the face of the world
But in the face of a loved one
Could be detrimental or forgivable
I wait in the silence of days passed
Anxiously and patiently, for your return
Just to reaffirm the latter
So I can stop running, and breathe.
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