You drive through the woods; you start to feel lost,
your car and your mind have blown their exhaust.
With nothing but time to drown in remorse,
you wonder if you are on the right course.
Look back where you came and up to the sky,
clouded stars canít shine although they may try.
You look back on the path, covered in mist,
chances you had that you feel youíve missed.
Accept where you are, forge a path instead,
through small slow steps will you know whatís ahead.
If your mind retreats back towards the start,
listen instead to the beat of your heart.
Plant your feet in the soil, eyes closed and breathe.
Regret is what lets you know that youíre free.
Written by CosmicPawn
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