The Past
Looking at the past.
I realize all my mistakes.
Mistakes i wish i could take back.
The things i have done wrong.
The many people i wish i could have protected.
The fact is i can't do a thing about it because whats done is done and cant be undone.
Why can't it be undone?
The memory's still Haunt me like a Phantom that never stops.
I want them to go away... however
The fact is it happened and i couldn't stop it because... i was too late...




07 27 2010.
true, very nice to the point,
true, very nice to the point, thank you!
07 27 2010.
hope you liked it lol my
hope you liked it lol my other poems might not be as great (i forgot to proof read some of them minor spelling errors in a few words due to fast typeing >_<)
07 27 2010.
true, so true we all have our
true, so true
we all have our demons