A world of broken dreams
And hopeful ones
Of a road long gone
Or a brighter future
A sorrow filled sigh
Or a joyful thought
A trap from the past
Or a place of broken shackles
Worlds are created
In this fictional space
We regret
We dream
And we wonder
A world painted in bright colors
Or permanent blots
Marking our every move
What if
Two simple words
Yet two sharp edges
What if I had just said hello
What if I had just said no
What if I had just walked away sooner
What if I had just taken that chance
What if I stopped the second guessing
What if I stopped this charade
Because the regret of yesterday
Saps the joy from tomorrow
And you know what?
What if the best is yet to come.
Life in His Mosaic 