The time that I've wasted is my biggest regret
Spending time in "places" I will never forget
Just sitting and thinking about the things I have done
The crying, the laughing, the hurt and the fun

Now, it's just me dealing with my hard-driven guilt
Behind a wall of emptiness I've allowed to be built
I'm trapped in my mind, just wanting to run
Back to my youth where there's laughter and fun

But the chase is over and there's no place to hide
So much is gone, including my pride
With reality suddenly right in my face
I'm scared, alone and stuck in this "place"

Now, memories of the past flash through my head
And the pain is obvious by the tears that I've shed
I ask myself why and where I went wrong
I guess I was weak when I should have been strong

Drinking to live, I'm now reaping what's sown
My feelings are lost, afraid to be shown
As I look at my past
It's clear to see
The fear that I have
Afraid to be me

I live for the day when I'll get a new start
Fulfilling my dreams I hold deep in my heart
I know I can make it
I at least have to try
Because I'm heading toward death
And I don't want to die

Written By: Gwen Smith

britly said: Now, memories of the past flash through my head
And the pain is obvious by the tears that I've shed
I ask myself why and where I went wrong
I guess I was weak when I should have been strong

I think this is my favorite quatrain of the poem. Nice find.

wow i really like this poem.. its touching