Words

If you catch the train to nowhere

You'll find the strangest man I've met,

Who claimed his ears were always ringing

With the sound of his regret,

Back then time had not yet taught me

Regret was not a sound I knew,

So I thought nothing more than silence

Was left by things you didn't do,

He said he hoped the sound of nothing

Was the worst I ever heard,

Because regret drives you as crazy

As the taste of swallowed words,

"It's a stone thrown in a well," he mused

And this I've not forgotten:

"It's listening all your life

And never hearing it hit the bottom."

~e.h