As I lay at night, my thoughts start to creep,
What if I had stayed, in the darkness deep?
Would my life be different, devoid of pain,
Or would I still be trapped, in this endless rain?
What if I had embraced love's tender touch,
Instead of fearing it, fearing it too much?
Would I have known joy, or just more despair,
In a world so cruel, with no love to share?
What if I had tried, instead of giving in,
Would I have found solace, or drowned in sin?
Regrets consume me, as I lie here alone,
Haunted by the choices, I should have known.
What if I had listened to my darkest thoughts,
And let them consume me, in their twisted knots?
Would the world be different, without my pain,
Or would it remain the same, forever stained?
These questions torment me, in the dead of night,
As I ponder the paths, that could have been right.
But the darkness engulfs me, in its cold embrace,
Leaving me lost, in this desolate space.
In the depths of sorrow, I find no relief,
Only the echoes of anguish, my constant thief.
For life's what-ifs, they haunt and they taunt,
Leaving me broken, in this eternal haunt.
But as I lay here, consumed by the night,
I'll embrace the darkness, with all my might.
For in this despair, I'll find my own art,
And let my pain bleed, as a broken heart.
© Arvin Ramirez #depressed #whatif #painfulthoughts