Maybe this time, I can get it right...

Let me ask you, do you live with regret?
So have you ever made a mistake?
One of those you live over and over,
And it seems, like you just can't quite break.
I know I have, one time impaticular,
its impacts, felt days, even weeks, down the road, and the pain I feel, I have to live with everyday.
A heavy burden to carry, too heavy a load.
my reactions combined with my actions,
Is the very thing, that has led us to here,
thats why today, though I walk n love
My days, are feeled more n more wth fear.
Fear of my life, being without you
with you gone, no longer there.
And its this life now, for, which I no longer care.
forever! is a long time, to be without your love.
Even at the though of this, I find myself praying,
from the pain I felt, I wanted to die, its not fare.
As I awake in the morning, it's insane,
I'm spun around in Circles, by the end of night, it's all so real, and from deep is the Pain
I can only hope, to see some kind of fight
And now, as everything,
so surely comes into light.
fuk up always, man,
now maybe this time, I can get it right

Written to Eugenia Hawley by David Eads Jr.
© David Lowell Eads Jr.