Regrets

I hear the voices echo in the halls
They say aloud the names of wrongs
Like a church bell chiming the time
Clearly the sound reverberates

Against this net I am caught in
Flailing like fish out of water
Never forgiving words spoken
Of forlorn whispers or tall tales

Further into the dark corridors
Of a silent, emotionless confine
Deviant with misguided action
Steady with nursed affliction

With each wall torn down
Always a new room to view
With a different story and cast
Like a novel or classic film

The toll that is taken
When a world is left behind
Like a mistake made for you
And a guide rail to guide you

The road has many destinations
To each place or backwater town
With no two places ever the same
Each has its own distinct taste

The classroom never was a challenge
Spending time sleeping, dreaming
Left that place behind in my mind
But this choice proves very unkind

Some friends found my back turned
Stuck their knife in and twisted
But never did I flinch or feel pain
Nor did I keep them by my side

I go day to day through these times
With thoughts of history gone passed
Memories I play like intricate toys
Remember the days that faded away

Every night I lye in this same bed
Close my eyes and open the door
Where dreams bleed another life
And I am guilty of different crimes

This is the room with the view
In its company I grow complacent
However I wait for change to knock
So I can rearrange and construct more