The Path Not Taken
Regret of not following through
The tears flow freely down my rosy cheek;
Sadness takes over from what I dared not seek.
How I missed out on so much of my own life;
Now there reaches in the tide of my own strife.
I suffer from all my own regrets;
And because of it, I own up to my stress.
Days pass by slowly and I feel drained of energy
Wishing I could change all I've already seen.
Forward thinking and positive thoughts has to be the sign
Leaving it all to the wind, the past remains behind.
Step by step, like rhythm to the rhyme
Faith and hope becomes us.... For it is time!
About the Creator
Jessica Taylor
My deepest desire is to be able to help people; since I am too shy to be a professional speaker I decided that writing is my next best option. However, I do love the feel of the pen upon the page and the clicking of my keys on my keyboard.
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