Regrets

The old flame left
A new hope came
Still couldn't help this bereft
Stuck on you, old flame

I pushed new hope away
I maybe am an ingrate
Another road I deny
Eating myself up with hate

Peek at myself in the river.
Say I ain't wrong
Seek solace until it's over
Since flying is the prong

Fading fire now gone
I seek a different light
Roughly relating the old one
Waiting amidst the dark night. 

- M