The Street and Wondering

I wander the lamp lit streets
The empty silence echos around me
Remining me of what I lost
Of what still hurts me

My eyes smart
and the tears run down my face

I fall to my knees
A cry ripping through my throat
No one can hear my yells

My yells for forgivness
For happiness
For a time when it was all differant

So I sit in the lengthening shadows
And wonder why I was such an idoit
Why it couldn't wait

And if it could have gone any better
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Letting out some mellow dramatic steam. What do you think?