Treading like a phantom
Passed the fabric of time,
Laying here for eternity
Images of long ago
Steering feelings I long forgot.
Memories of things I oft regret,
People I miss, lost, and long for.
Laughter and tears I wept.
Wrongs I wish to correct,
Rights I wish I did.
Things look different now
Seeing with the eye of the soul.
The ego consumed in flame
Desires to die for are loser’s bet.
I got my chance, I spent my time.
Late is the hour, no coming back.