Regrets

A wasted word...
A wasted feeling...
A wasted love...
A wasted life...

The things you always wanted to do, but never did.
The letter you never sent, the phonecall you never made, the words you never said.
Tomorrow, you always said. Tomorrow again and again.
And tomorrow came and went and came again.
And you just stood there, watching as the days passed you by, observing other people's lives, turning them away from you, sinking into the void you created.
Alone, always alone.

Now you are not alone. The regrets came to haunt you. They keep you company now.
What if... ?







I hurt myself today
to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
the only thing that's real
the needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but I remember everything
what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt

I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns
upon my liar's chair
full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
beneath the stains of time
the feelings disappear
you are someone else
I am still right here

what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt

I will let you down
I will make you hurt

if I could start again
a million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way