Friday, July 24, 2009

Remorse

It is always like this:

When everything is just smoothe and going well,
you make a stupid mistake, and all the path you
have passed and built just vanish into debris.
You look back and see nothing but regret, close
your eyes, it's shadowy noisy dark, look ahead and
see nothing but a blurry uncharted land constructed
upon mistakes and regrets.

I'm full of remorse, and the path is awaiting me.