Faded memories

I wish my book of life was written in pencil Where mistakes could be erased and forgotten There are few pages i would like to erase Memories that haunt me inthe dead of night Regrets and sorrow etched in permanent ink Staining the delicate pages of my past If only i could go back and rewrite the narrative Create a story without pain and heartache But life is a cruel author, unforgiving and relentless Each chapter filled with twists and turns I long for simplicity of black page Where possibilities are endless and mistakes are fleeting Yet here i am, bound by the words of my own creation Trapped in a story i can never rewrite