Breaking the cycle.

That's what happens when you just can't let go.
You end up a broken person.
Crippled by guilt.
Brakes on rotors, you grind.
A deep sigh at the end of the day
Hoping to push out some of the emptiness.
To fill the pit in your stomach.
You never become whole.
You live. you laugh. you smile.
while you are forever mourning
your loss chances,
your failures,
your past.

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Loss, pain, lost chances, grief, death, more pain...that's life. the flip side of the coin is less frequent, but that's life too. I was cynical once, then I got older and happier ~~ it was a choice when the hormones receded . You write well. ~~Lady A~~