If I could go back in time and change a couple of things. I honestly believe; I would not be here dreaming, of days that innocence was lost and was replaced by this jaded and oh so angered. What untold joys it would be not to live and wallow in thine failures and miseries. The idea of trust; which is so precious you see, I cannot abide it for all I've seen is  faith in others and even thyself left to shudder. This body would not be weak, broken, and sick with illnesses that come from genetics and the others; random chance that eventually deprived basics such as giving life but now a chance to want a single little one in a new way. Alas it seems that all my dreams; be they of a typcal scene but in this female's life; regret and pain are always on my horizon, always  there and nevertheless having become accustomed to the sensations of agony in many forms.

Oh how a wish could be made to travel back; and make this one safe.