My Triumph

I felt this before,
this isn't something new.
I've been here before,
I recognize every detail as it was yesterday.
I'm having the same feeling.
I'm having the same hurt.
I'm reminiscing how was it to be stabbed and be helpless.
But I will not succumb because I know better,
I will not let my spirit die for there's tomorrow.
I keep my worth not for someone else's prize,
but for my own possession.
You can never dictate what I will feel.
You can only trigger, but you can't control.

Regret

I'm missing you like I miss the world without my heart.
I'd like to hold tight to a free spirit but I can't feel the warmth.
Only in my memory they will come alive...
At times, its better that way-
perfect, ideal, and just as if everything falls into place.
If I can only say the right words to change the mind,
If I can undo things already ruined by time.

???

One must know where to end, to know where the perfect time to rest-
It is where what's left should be kept and what's lost should not be regained back.
Despite temptations, I will never insist.
Despite emotional damage, i will not push.
I lost it as I lose my hope of a dream coming true.
It hurts to know that what was as tight and as close is slowly shattering-
just like the wind blowing the dark ashes.
I accept the truth but I dont know how to face it...
I know where I stand but it is not where I was situated before...
Fate will give no more chances to make it up,
and all justifications will be effortless.
I am waiving goodbye - this time sane and calm.
In a land where I continuously struggle to belong,
I guess I am meant to be the island.
(Or should I find the similar islands instead?)