6 March 2013

I don't dwell in the past

As much as i used to

If you take the time to notice

All it does is hurt you

Obsession takes over

Your mind is a flutter

Your eyes remain shut

Your body becomes cut

You become weak

Nothing new gives you strength

And through the fear and fret

All you do is regret

The_whimsical_writerPast Regret • Opuss № I