My Faded Endeavor

We're torn apart, and not together.
With fading lights, I fear forever.
From then till now, there will be nothing here to allow
These thoughts to enter my world at center.
Choices that led, were not properly fed.
And everything that was said, I revoke instead.
Regret is in each path ahead,
Just as it remains in the road that is dead.
The lights are out after dark,
but inside me will burn that consequential spark.
Over grown, and an abundancy of time over flown
I wish now that I could have shown
That I was, and will always be your home.