I Remember When

I remember when,
It’s the who that that shames me.
I remember when,
It's the where that that maims me.

I remember when,
It's the what that scares me.
I remember when,
It's the how that dares me.

Some are losses, some are wins—
This roulette wheel of could-have-beens.
Not every wound is made in skin.
Some scream in silence, deep within.

I remember when,
It's the why that thrills me.
I remember when,
It’s the which that kills me.

I remember when,
It's what if that taunts me.
I remember when,
It's why not that haunts me.

And still I sit, and still it spins—
This carousel of might-have-beens.
Not every cut is carved in flesh
Some leave the soul a scarry mess.

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