Thursday, September 12, 2019

It rained that day









The skies are crying tears of sorrow,
grey mist enfolds me with a sadness
that’s from deep within my being,
a sense of loss, a sense of mourning,
as spools and spools of memories
dance before my eyes and I see moments
I wish I could touch again, see people
I wish I could hold again, see times
I wish I could re-live again,
and I feel heartache from the loss,
sadness from what could have been,
regret from not doing what I wanted,
for every time I sacrificed my soul.





2 comments:

  1. Regret is deep. The things we could have done or shouldn't have done.

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  2. Been there, done that and will do it again. Much love, friend Shadow. cat.

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