Laid To Rest - With Regret and Relief

'Tis the very first day of my eighteenth year...
With regret and relief, I am finally here.
There are tears of sorrow, and tears of peace...
And though conflicted, my soul is released.

To go back and change things, I wish I could...
But, if it took going back, I know I never would...
A little girl is laid to rest, I place flowers beside her bed.
I stroke her face and tell her all the words that were never said.
'Tis a dark daunting path ahead and 'tis difficult to see.
And only a whisper voices these thoughts that arise in me.
My faltering feet my lack the courage and wish to never dare,
To tread upon this unsure ground, but, somehow I'll make it there.
'Tis the very first day, the very first hour, Of my one and only eighteenth year...
It shall only come once and never again, With regret and relief...I am here.

Apologies Without Cures

I think I finally got it...
I think I found my answer...
I think for once in my life-
The picture's finally clear.

How can I put this...
You really put me on well...
And I never thought that-
I'd be left standing here.

So, tell me what happens...
When the best of intentions...
And all of your promises-
Fail to endure.

Tell me where to go when...
The one that I trusted...
The one that I believed in-
Does not have the cure.

I think I broke my own heart...
When I saw the real you...
It shattered into pieces-
By my very own hands.

You told me to keep running...
You told me not to look back...
But, I had to see it-
I didn't understand.

I think I finally got it...
I think I found my answer...
And when I saw the truth I...
I had to look away.

I guess I finally got it....
Now, I have my answer...
And I broke my own heart...
Today...