Hindsight Poem by jess deaves
Hindsight
I understand how you feel
As you stood where i stand
I can see all the reasons i failed you
Hindsight is a wonderful wound
I was pouring out myself
To reach where you are
Thoughts scraping through my head
Till i cant sleep any more
I can see
One might fall where the other stands
Tonight
Never knowing
Where we could have ended up
So
I close my eyes
To brace myself
For the destruction to come
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