The final beckon...

Every day I  walk this road with a regretful heart,

With thoughts of the moments when we moved apart.

I pass by the remains of my broken dreams,

my reflection mocks at me and tears come to brim.

Then a little smile comes to my face,

I  think  about the time we used to embrace,

Suddenly I find myself amidst some crowd,

Yet feeling lonely,

 Yet feeling down.

I try to kill the perennial pain in my mind,

Tr y to Face the truth thats being so unkind,

Sometimes I feel the fault was my own,

I knew someday I will walk this road alone,

I often repent but then I stop,

I m tired sowing seeds of a mournful crop.

It seems as if I am back where I started,

I am so damn tired being a broken hearted.

I am so confused,

I am so lost,

I have had enough paying the costs.

Be a bit benevolent, please be kind ,

Just come once and see what you left behind.

And though time took us apart,

You still reside in a corner of my heart.