Regrets fill this room of silence

As it carves me down to the soul;

Loneliness plays its own violence

Spinning my mind out of control.

Take backs will never be made

We are a little too far from yesterday;

Harshness and tears have all been laid

Goodbyes were said to my dismay.

Yearning for the past when I remember

But going back is out of the question.

Although lingering hope exists in ember,

Feelings then are best not mentioned.