Loss Experiences

The years has gone, the ebb of time has drifted away
And here we are, in solitude, longing for the tide to stay
And as we look back in reflection, our inner-self realize its repentance
Loss experiences we have since aggregated in our span existence

And in this pensive conscious, reminiscing in joyless desolation, we ponder
We begin to long, we begin to yearn, and we begin to wonder
A second chance, perhaps, an opportunity for redemption
Can we go beyond conscientious contemplation?
Can we leave behind this disquiet apprehension?
And begin to embrace life’s adoration.