Haunted

Haunted by a thousand ghosts
my soul begins to cry
for all I’ve left unspoken
and things I should have let lie

Oh, all the words I would take back,
If I only could!

All the promises I never kept,
When I knew I should.

All the bad things that I’ve done,
really wanting so much, to be good.

If only, if only,
I would have understood then,
what I know now -
If only, if only, I could.

Jeanne MacGregor Lahn

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