Created 2/4/09
We all have those tiny things
we wish we had or did,
but my regrets, like some I know,
are what I couldn’t dig.
I couldn’t dig a tunnel
to escape this mortal life
so full of lifeless monsters
that won’t die by worldly knives.
They stab my heart and torture me
for an endless time each day,
but I still prayed: “God please help me!”
and looked for one bright ray.
There are still no rays that can be found,
I’m just not looking right.
Most people think that you must look
at the very dark of night.
I’ve looked for rays both night and day
but I couldn’t seem to find
a single ray of brightness
until I opened up my mind.
I found that my real regret
was not the one I thought;
it was that I never left
the sea of monsters that I fought.
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