silent all these years

i've made mistakes that i regret
and choices that i look back
& scorn at my misjudgement

i've done things against my will
to satiate the desire of them but still
i find no meaning at the end

i've cried those cutting tears
they remain silent all these years
stifled under the muting sheets

what does it take to revive
the life that used to live
inside that smiled the smile
and laughed the laugh
like the world could crash into my face from above
and i would still be blissful?