Why do I live in resentment?
Isn’t it because of
Things I could have done,
The journeys I wish I could’ve chosen,
The overthinking I could’ve stopped,
The moments I wasn’t spontaneous ?
Isn’t it the moment where boldness left
And fear took over it?
Isn’t it when love becomes the enemy,
And life becomes a nightmare?
For once, I lit the sparks!
And I’ll follow the lights.
Take the risk,
And move along!
