When you know what could fix you,
Is lost in a bridge burnt.
Regrets aren't as heady as the sorrow,
Selfish need more the cause of remembrance than love,
But thats life you say, you cant hold on to everyone
They aren't worth holding on to
Right now is life too, and its got its ups and downs
Regrets are for losers they say,
But then, what of sorrow ?
Hidden it is a thing of beauty, poetic
Revealed, it makes one tiresome,
Sorrow is inevitable, regret isn't.
But then, what about
When you know what could fix you,
Is lost in a bridge burnt ?
2 comments:
June 5, 2011 at 11:17 AM
I like the randomness :P
June 5, 2011 at 11:27 AM
This was SERIOUSNESS human :P
Post a Comment