Silhouette

By Allen

I’m tired of waking up in tears ‘Cause I can’t put to bed these phobias and fears I’m new to this grief I can’t explain But I’m no stranger to the heartache and the pain - I’m sick of the past I can’t erase A jumble of footprints and hasty steps I can’t retrace The mountain of things I still regret Is a vile reminder that I would rather just forget.