a second chance
is the question
Sometimes sweet memories
get stirred up
with dark clouds
and we try to push away
from everything
Yet the memories of the past
never die
no matter how rusted
it all looks
we'd always wish to see
the shine that it used to have
This is when we are left
with the choice to give
a second chance
to somebody, some day
and even be willing
to hide the darkest memories
with the longingness
to feel the joy
of a past sweet memory
Yet the fear of betrayal
clouds our mind
from time to time
but the hope of light
stirs up strongly
wanting to feel the warmth
of pleasant memories,
a new beginning...
-By Sachitha.
