The edge of regret
Gaze into your abyss and tell me what you see.
A hint of release or a captive decree?
A faint flickering hope and a lurking despair,
Mindless self-destruction with a glimmer of repair.
Darkness creeps in at the edge of a flare,
A pull to remain. A push to prepare.
Binary choices in shades of grey,
Cursing fate but kneeling to pray.
Too much to think, with nothing to say,
Replaying ramblings at the end of each day.
Fear isn’t real. Only reality is.
Masks hiding wounds, concealing disease.
Hiding from help, too ashamed to be seen,
Embracing failure embedded in routine.
Mental wars you endlessly wage,
Leaping between islands of calm and rage.
Stewing in stagnation, inaction’s bell tolls,
Delayed dreams gaping, to swallow you whole.
How long will you stay, in stillness confined?
Regret lies waiting, harsh and unkind.
These shadows whisper, they beg you to belong,
But you knew that Andy was right all along.
Reluctant to change, afraid of even trying -
Get busy living or get busy dying.
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