Regrets

Visions art of an emptiest past,
They’re dancing within my dreams,
Utterance of nothing but broken word,
All within the quiet of my silent screams,
The slow control of all that was,
Life once held inside, now gone and burnt,
Within this darkness now nothing but my pain,
Only nightmares to show, despair shines brightest,
Endless thoughts, what could have been, forlorn regret,
That is but only just a common day,
My core lost among the shattered pieces,
I pray and pray as memories slowly fade away,
No answer comes, no healing of my soul’s slow death,
I embrace my coming end…
-easy

The Road

In answer to all your questions, what I can offer is; I was trying to entice you into thinking deeply about this statement and image, and perhaps the concepts behind them. Most will realize that ‘knowing the road’ is like knowing the future. We can’t ‘know’ it until we walk it. The only thing we can fully know is the road we stand on right now.

easy…

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