A Thousandth-2nd Thought Poem by Pen Anthony

sleep evades me
everything else that i could think of too
thus am trapped
in a torment of that decision
-to move on.
Was it wise to,
what would have happenned had i held on
just a second more
sought you one more time
could we had perched our differences
would we fall in the others arms
and admit we were wrong
to split the pea
would we have made it to the pod
as i lay in bed i ponder
how different it would have been
am having a second thought
and its like ice on a tooth
having to sleep on it
but a choice is not mine
as i've been deserted
even by senses.