House Of Regret

 

Down the long hallway,

Counting each step,

Doors open, rooms are empty,

This is the life that was built by regret.

Windows to view the world outside,

Stairs to nowhere,

Still we climb.

The house of sacrifice,

Built, one brick at a time.

A solid foundation,

Nails of frustration,

Hammered into walls of regression.

Shielded, with a roof of temptation.

We try to sell it, when we outgrow the space.

To someone who’s needy,

This life is greedy,

We always complain,

When the plaster breaks.

Down the long hallway,

Walked so many times,

There’s an echo of footsteps,

That never were mine… 

 

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