4Weren't given so easily;
It proved harder
Than one can imagine.
Living on edge
For every moment...
It was like I was a captive;
Of my own dreams and visions.
But maybe, just maybe,
It proved the better choice.
Some things are easier
To be left unexplained.
For once the simple way out
Was best for me,
But now I live with
The burden set on your shoulders- as well.
Now I see my mistakes
Engraved in bold letters
Etched forever in solemn expression;
Never to be told for as long as I live.
Maybe dreams are things to be hated
Feared by all, cherished by few.
One should find pleasure in things such as these
Instead of the heartless, reflection I see.