The Past is the Past
For a long time you’ve sat there, all you’ve done is think,
The subject’s one that makes you feel trapped, like you want to sink,
It’s haunted you, shadowed you, pushed you to the brink,
Now, finally, you’ve found the answer, made the link.
Looking back, into the past, to every single day,
You wonder how you did, how you could, so easily betray,
You long for some sort of miracle, or release, or magic way,
To redeem, to undo, to take back everything you did, used to say.
You realize that’s the curse, the constant burden of regret,
You’re plagued by all those chances to amend that slipped through the net,
You remember with bitterness and upset how those aren’t easy to forget,
Then it dawns, it’s never too late, there’s always hope, nothing's ever set.
You could allow regret to eat you up, devour you, burn,
But you’ve seen the light, began to learn,
Forgiveness, friendship and trust again you can find and earn,
You don’t have the power to rewind time, but to correct your wrongs, that’s right, it’s your turn.
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