Thursday, February 3, 2011

The Ghost of a Different Me

The_ghost_in_me__by_Neildw

I stand here
Looking down
Memories Pass
Like a  carousel ride
Round and round
So many things
Have come and gone
All those things
I didn't get to do
That other path
That I didn't choose
A wife and a home
Or a family to carry on
Now its too little
Too late
To change this path
I've been walking down
So I have to find a way
To let go of
Things that could have been
If I had taken that other path
The reflection in the mirror
Of what could have been
Instead of choosing
The ghost of a different me


© NINTH WAVE PROJECTS ~ 2/03/2011