Path Not Taken

A tribute to the tears not shed; and the choices that were made, good and bad.

This poem is dedicated to the one person in this world I would have hoped to never hurt. Apologies and words will never fade the remorse that I feel.

Drop by drop
The puddle fills
As pain builds
Over the ground it spills
Like careless destruction
Any direction at will

Drop by drop
My thoughts seep through
Heartache takes hold
What else can I do
Drinking in the silence
Holding my memories of you

Drop by drop
I feel so alone
Pleading without pride
How do I atone
The moment long passed
Chilled to the bone

Drop by drop
My fingers trace
Lingering briefly
Where the tears race
Hauntingly familiar
The contours of my face

The Path Not Taken
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This poem took first place in week 116 at:

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