JAIL OF REGRETS

I spent a lot of days thinking of my mistakes

I spent a lot of hour thinking of how I was late to mend my ways one of this fine days

Many times a day I've been in the shower looking at the mirror never does it reflect

Even thou I regret of all my mistakes I've been jailed by them in their jail.

Am at shame all the same

I've lost more than I ever had in my life

I've lost my reputation and respect

My hope and dignity, all lost

Miracles are all that I only nothing but expect

Every one See's me as a clown that wears a crown

The memories bring plain tears on my cheek

My eyes sore and bloodshot red, full of pain

I hide to cry alone, I cry with no break till I lose my last breath

I bathe in own tears whenever my mind is clouded by the paining unforgettable memories of the long gone years

Till no longer feel the pulse of my blood flow in my veins

My past has imprisoned me and tortures me in its jail of regret.