“Wake up every day, that would be a start”…

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Regret is for the morning…
Not the here and now…
Living in the moment…
Is always right somehow…

All that is forbidden…
Everything that’s wrong…
When inhibition is let go…
Temptation burns so strong…

Following impulsive feelings…
Sometimes alcohol induced…
Moments of pure madness…
Will always be produced…

Hidden from the real world…
And never feeling shame…
Feeling so wrong, so right…
Like whispering her name…

Speaking aloud the words…
You’d never normally say…
Things that should be hidden…
And always stay that way…

Or a moment on the lips…
That nobody could see…
It felt for just a moment…
This was meant to be…

Or the hotel room spinning…
Naked bodies intertwined…
Desire and passion flowing…
Reality left very far behind…

It meant more than it should…
In fact, it meant the world…
Stolen and so precious…
Reality picked up and hurled…

But guilt will always find you…
No matter where you hide…
Reminding of your crimes…
And how much you have lied…

You wish you hadn’t done it…
But actions cannot be undone…
Yet is there really any harm…
When inside it felt like fun…

Just cover up your tracks…
Keep them all in the dark…
Carrying this in your soul…
Like a fucking ruthless shark…

And never speak about it…
It’s there, but left unsaid…
Seductive, raw and emotional…
Now memories in your head…

Quietly keep it secret…
And bury it deep inside…
Where regret won’t find you…
So its morals are denied…

So regret it in the morning…
It could be worth the price…
Just live for the moment…
We live only once, not twice…

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Amazing photo by Leah Johnston

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