A road I've taken has hindered me from taking another.
So here I waste my time thinking about my mother
Whose words are glued to my head
Like how my body is stuck to my bed
I wish life was easier to live through
But a sad reality is what I face
When I wake up to the scars I drew
I yearn for my mother's embrace
Yet the road I've taken has brought me here
No matter how I feel uneasiness and fear
Regret has no room in my life's ridge
I stand my ground in this burnt bridge
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Nodus Tollens
Poetrynodus tollens n. the realization that the plot of your life doesn't make sense to you anymore. (dictionary of obscure sorrows)
