Eight years gone but I wish it was more, <br />'Cause looking back now it seems like less, <br />All those years that I thought I was strong, <br />I was utterly feeble and weak, <br />If I had freed myself from the curse long ago, <br />I could be the person you will now never know, <br />If only I could steal away the hope you sow, <br />I could have all I need to be able to grow, <br />I try to always do what is right, <br />But even so I am always wrong, <br />The journey to salvation's too far, <br />So best make do with all that is near, <br />If only I was not cursed with wretched regret, <br />I could put all of it behind me and forget, <br />If only I could find a way out of your debt, <br />I'd gain my freedom from a life of toil and sweat.<br /><br />Christian Lacdael<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/8-years/
