When we look, the past shows

Nothing more than closed windows.

Not able to go back in time,

Not even a single rewind.

Just to look back at our mistakes, our sins,

And the things that we did that we can't forgive.

Showing the battles that we have fought,

And little rewards that we had got.

The chances that we had missed out,

That we will never again stumble upon.

The days we cried and tears were shed.

The days we gave up and were full of dread.

The times we heard only tales and lies.

The times we heard no goodbyes.

So when we look back, the past shows

The reasons why our hearts are stone.

A/N: Well here is another poem for you! Didn't take me long so here it is! I'll try write more, if I'm not busy. Hope u enjoyed! Keep kool my pack and read on!