Regret is a note stuck on the tongue
A haunting melody never sung
Fear is a tear that falls from the eye
Salt will sting long after the cry
Faith is a wraith, whispers in the ear
Easy to pretend you don't hear
Shame is a stumble made with the feet
Never quite allows our eyes to meet
Sorrow is an ache deep in the bone
A payment that will never atone
Hope is a rope in an outstretched hand
No one takes to help you stand
Doubt is a weight held on the back
Heavy, despite all that you lack
Breath is a death held in the chest
In still silence now find rest
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A Tree Takes Root
Poetrya tree takes root out of the seeds that were sown as deep in the forest a new life is grown
