So the day is here. I keep going over in my mind the events of that day. Knowing that a change or two may have prevented this from happening, at least on this day. Wishing there was a way to turn back time but really it wouldn't be for just this day. All the way back to childhood. I know my traumas are not as bad as some others. But now knowing what they were and how they impact my life later, maybe I could change things. Why can't my heart and head let go of these memories so I can live?
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"Caught in the Quiet"
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