Regret
Known to humble
even the most
pretentious asshole
I Am Regret
I am regret
coating your soul
crushing weight on
struggling torso,
blackened remorse.
You are mine.
It’s too late
To fling me O
F
F
Hurt
The world is asleep
A dire tune and
Moments loops
Only one that sees
My mind
Is me
Emotions fumes
Affections burst
Hot anguish
Solidifying disgust
What have I done?
Baby Brother
Shivering
On his front porch
Swollen heart
A fading torch
Silent
On his death bed
I kiss my baby brother's brow
Words I couldn't say till now,
"I love you..."
Morning sickness
Still being in love with you,
Nine months later,
I'm pregnant with regret
Carrying false hope in my stomach
Don’t End Up Regretting
The things you didn't do
The dreams you didn't pursue
The life not lived
Go
Live
Now
She Pleads
maggots lick her dark secrets
and disappear into sadness.
she can't run from illusions
and plagues follow her close behind...
beehives swarm her mind,
making babies in her thoughts.
Remorse
the regret is as tar
coating his insides
like mucus,
a disease that
adapts to time,
stays fresh, and moist,
breathes into his mind
with stale breath,
yesterday's ghost reflected.
clinging
to
regret
is
like
clinging
to
a
ball
of
solid
ice -
you
can
try
letting
it
melt
in
your
hand,
or
you
can
simply
toss
the
little
fucker
A daily reminder of regret and guilt and self loathing
In a box. In a corner. In a cluttered room. Sits the ashes of the love I held at bay.