RedRavenPoems

Sometimes being alone is all it will take, to make you look at all your mistakes.

The paths you’ve taken, the roads you chose. Somtimes looking back fills you with woe.

Here I sit among the trees, with no company save the breeze. It whispers through my mind, telling me of things I’ve done in my time.

The choice I’ve made that seemed so right, are shown now in a darker light. The things that I wanted with it heart. Are things that turn my thoughts quite dark.

I keep busy to avoid these things. Avoid the pain they always bring. But I the stillness I cant help but reflect, and it always fills with such regret.