Well everybody has regrets in their life… The dreaded “What if…” Sometimes I don’t get the logic behind it when people intended to do or not do something in the first place. Regret is a feeling I despise. Heck, I even threw it out of my emotional sanctuary. Regret is something I don’t live by and should be discouraged. Having regrets shows how frail one’s convictions really are. Well, in my opinion. I don’t know… I’m just sick of people having regrets in life for the things they have and have not done.

What if...
by: something44

What if I fought for what I believe in? Bewildering my every thought as I gaze into the scarlet moon… screaming… at the top of my lungs. Justice, power and freedom… are these things worth living for? Seeking for? Dying for? As billions laid waste in this tiny speck of a planet in a vast universe where the red star shines above…

What if I put my pride down for love? Will I ever be happy in a state of selflessness… where trust is clear, communications hold people dear…? Lying beneath a secret garden, where people mingle. Hearts twinkle as bright as Antares over the Scorpio constellation. Love. Death. Resurrection… Metaphors. Symbolisms of love people don’t even know.

What if I wanted to live for myself? Will people see me as selfish? Do they have the right to dictate what I do and who I am? Name calling, stereotypes, labeling… Will this end? As the road takes us further down the road? Should I take the road less travelled when I venture into the abyss? Sleeping beneath the sun basking…Glancing the moon…for people never understood, who I really am.

What if I end up all alone? In this vast world where people are the waves strolling in this ocean called life. Worrying on how the tides may change in our favor or do the opposite. Where life shall set me down a dwindling road where trees decay as seasons past… while bystanders stare at every road I take. Will this be my suffering? Attaching a part of me to society’s standards? As my name is engraved on the wall where people would see… scribbles of myself. Embedded in its tremendous glory.

What if I tell you a secret people do not know? Will you giggle? Quiver in the thought of having too much to think about. Reaching out… As the message is clear, dissemination will bring out fear… to people. Being judged by other people. While they themselves do not know what it really means. To hold a secret… Where the wolves will turn about, hiding… In sheep’s clothing.

Should we always regret on things we have done and have not done? Even if you had wanted it to happen in the first place? Decisions… risks… a futile effort to erase the past, in building a brand new future… Hesitating the jeopardy of being ridiculed… by people… ourselves burning down a scented candle. Where the light will guide you… Down the road where a cage will be lit… a cage called life.


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