Begging for release.
My thoughts searching and multiplying
Those thoughts that never cease.
The regret is piling higher now,
Higher than before.
Strangling my chance to redeem
Regressing life to a bore.
And in this moment of solitude
I find a crippling peace,
Not a joyous, vibrant event,
Which makes me grind my teeth.
I see a life I want to live
And one that I now have intact.
They seem so distant, separated
Don�t know how to feel or act.
A steady breeze reveals the spring
But my heart is kept in winter.
The agonizing pain of routine
Has left it with a festering splinter.
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