Through endless streams of reminisce,
She seeks her mem'ries cruel caress,
"If only's" cloud her stricken mind,
While "what if's" dare to challenge time.
A litany of life's regrets,
Barrage her soul in hidden depths;
Awash in anger, hurt and fear,
She fights to bring her senses clear.
No explanations proffered there,
Can lift her haze of deep despair;
Resigned to what will never be ...
Subjected to reality.
Resentment claws from deep within,
A raging howl to her chagrin,
For low the depths that harbor pain,
Still rests the cause, the root, the blame.
No slow rewind can change her fate,
Regardless of her mind's debate;
What's past is gone … what's now is here …
"If only's" bleed … through every tear.