I wonder and wonder

And wonder,

What if?

What if?

What if?

Two simple words can mean so much

What if I ate that apple instead that orange?

What if I liked blue instead of red?

What if ?

What if ?

What if?

What if I left that day from work early?

What if I walked out that door that day?

What if I picked up the phone and called for help?

What if I chose me instead of you?

What if?

What if?

What if?

Those two simple words can mean so much.

What if I ran instead of froze in fear?

What if I screamed so someone could hear?

What if I didn’t fake that smile?

What if I rested just for a while?

What if the past didn’t haunt my sleep?

What if the hurt didn’t cut so deep?

What if I dared to believe in me?

What if I let go and set myself free?

What if becomes a prison.

Not steel bars just thoughts.

Looping. Circling.

Can’t sleep. Can’t breathe.

What if I turned left instead of right?

What if I spoke up?

What if I stayed silent one second longer?

What if I mattered enough to change it?

It never ends.

It never stops.

My mind replays the same scene

until it becomes a scream I swallow.

People say let go.

But they don’t hear the noise.

The way “what if” plays DJ

in a room full of my regrets.

And I sit.

In the dark.

Answering questions no one ask

What if?

What if?

What if?

Two simple words.

That still hold me tight.

In every shadow, every light.

What if I finally chose.

To be alright?

Y si?

Y si?

Y si?

Y si?

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