Could have, would have, should have been,
So says the thief, regret,
She is a siren’s call
Who surely leads to death.
Stay here, look back, live trapped,
She whispers
To the soul in the hurricane.
A stormy existence lost within
A sea filled with doubt and pain.
Mistakes and tears of yesteryear
Wash over this soul in waves.
Mistress of deception, she leads astray
With lies built on hopelessness.
Look up, look up,
Eyes off the storm
To the joy of mercies new.
The grip of hope is safe and sure,
Regret, that hateful, horrid thief
Must release her hold on you.
No more, no more
Shall lies win the day,
What was, what is, what is to be,
Hold beauty yet undisclosed.
Release what only, might, have been
For regret, you see, is a thief,
Who may only steal what she is given.
Hold tight, my hope, you’re safe and sure,
A harbor in the storm.