Everlasting

And anticipation burns through my throat
As I struggled to strike
Thoughts bewildered, stupidness agrees
My heartbeat's on a spike

The moment drags on
Not what plans foretold
Nor dreams fantasized
Things meant to be, out on the cold

There was no turning back,
But it did
Thinking of the situation,
It should have let itself slid

Too bad, I can't turn
Those moments back
There will be another chance
To plan another attack