May 1st I'll get you

 

May  1st   I’ll get you 

 

Have you ever had one of those moments,

When you did something

That you knew, just knew, that you shouldn’t?

But; well, things just overtook you.

And it didn’t really mean anything;

No, not really.

But, you let it happen, you didn’t fight.

Such consequences there might

And you knew that it wasn’t right..

 

Then there is control.

 

I often wonder if that is the difference

Between those that cross the line.

When right becomes wrong.

Or from weakness becomes strong.

Control.

 

There is a frisson, a moment

When you know you can,

And you hesitate,

And don’t.

You have control.

And you know what is right.

 

But in your mind

You might wonder what it would have been

If you had.

No regrets.

But such a long time, many years later.

Looking back, you think… what if…

I imagine and I dream… and, yes, fantasise,

What could have been.

 

Is that bad of me?

 

I have

Always strived to be a good person

And I have succeeded. Always.

But, in my mind, I am not. Always.

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