Tears of Repentance

The past hounds you and screams at you
Now that it’s over, it kills you all the more
The repercussions, now, that you face
You curse every moment that has its stake
Memories, happy or sad, boil down to tears
Rolling down the slope of life, as you knew it

Things are different now, you say
But the pain refuses to subside
It hurts all the more for you know
That it’s going to kill each day even more
Memories, happy or sad, roll down the slope
They are the tears of repentance;
And the past shall only hound and scream