I regret the choices
Made in blinding haste;
As consequences anchor
Onto dreams laid to waste.
Each lesson was a bitter taste,
That I refused to learn.
Opportunities were scattered
Like leaves from books in the wind,
While memories taunt me still
And this heartache deep within
Weighs as heavy as my sin,
That is far too much to bear.
If I could rewrite time,
I'd turn back the hands binding
Me to you and rewind.
I'd choose another path,
One kinder, more refined.
And trust me when I say
I'd make things right again.
©️Lizzie Bevis