You stub your toe
Running into wrong doors
In dark alleys between
Choices made and fate,
And it stings.

Wondering for days
What you did wrong
Is just as ludicrous
As asking “why?” from fate.
Very often there is no
Answer to find.
It was chance
doing it’s dirty dance.

Get up for you are
wasting valuable time
And nothing stings
like the sting of time
Not even the sting
Of a broken heart

For hearts and toes
Will heal one day
But the sting of time
And the regrets of
lost dreams last,
They say it lasts
A lifetime.


Daily Prompt – Sting

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