I am scared ,the reason is not what but who
Fear of losing those you care about
Clench of the fists when they are in pain
Rash decisions made out of true feelings
Running away from the one thing which can harm you badly
Lost hope a long time ago ,regret has been on the recent
Some things we do can never undo
But I need rectify what I can before time ends
My making of moments runs like a hour glass which is reaching the elapsed phase
The days before us are already dead
Things getting better does not gives peace
Rather be a memory that a remembrance
©weedx2002
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