Day Of The Dead

Just like the walking dead...you find no peace...it evades you no matter how hard you try...memories stir your soul and invade your dreams...you can't forget...you can't let go and walk away...you'll always wonder...what might have been...the one you left behind...the one whose heart you broke is eternally under your skin...a part of you you can't deny and for your transgressions...you must pay...

Karma has its way with you...you can't forget...its the price you pay for ruining a life...hurting someone so much...it eats at you... gnaws at your soul....regrets you may have...but still you steadfastly refuse to try and make amends...until you do...lost you'll be...  

for eternity...you pay the price...chained to the knowledge you were crueler than anyone ever was to you...its killing you...slowly...no matter how you try to go on...you'll find no peace...

No peace for you...only pain...more memories flood in...of Dancing in the Dark...of a love deeper than you understood...she believed in you and you ripped that belief in shreds...ripped a heart and soul and threw it to the four winds...where they howl and whisper of her love for you...the whispers a constant sound in your ears...no peace for you...not until you give her peace....which you are too much of a coward to do...
So in your "perfect" life you've built...you try to play the part...but inside its killing you...the truth of what you've done...you can't forgive yourself...so you live a private hell...a hell you've built yourself...
That perfect life isn't so perfect is it?