As you climb the ladder of life, with every step you take , the last one crumbles

It disappears and fades to black , the past , things you should’ve done , but that’s not to be worried about , because the time for it has gone.

It takes a bold soul , one that’s willing to fight , to attempt to change the past , and make the wrong things right.

You could never change what happened , or take back the words you said.

Once they leave your mouth, the thought of it is dead.

It still hurts , it still cracks the perfect heart.


Every time it’s broken , it tears us both apart.

Not so much the giver ,
that fragile thing it is not theirs.

For it was just a piece of them, and for you it’s only tears.

You...