hurts the soul ..
feel a sharp pain in my chest.
I drown ...
want to mourn and not even that I can. I
change history, would go back
,
not want to see what I saw,
do what I did,
fight for my place,
defend what was mine.
There is no way back in time, but seek
how to twist the way,
seek the path and will change the destination.
I will be that I was not ...
and fight for what is mine.
