Far beyond the twisted path
An excruciating longing lives
Its mingled roots of choices
Deeply intertwined within
It's poker face too polished
Calm so sacred, so serene
Dupe the soulless oceans vast
Drowning everyday routine
Morning, eve and dark of night
It lurks beneath a beating heart
As if a thief with sharpened knife
Cutting veil and casting doubt
It finds a moment of despair
In every tic and toc of life
Shadows of what may have been
Dance in winds that never turn
Reaching for a fleeting line
Horizon of a self made mind
It crawls towards another lie
for its regret would never die.
