Requiesce

Regrets burns like an uncontrollable fire

Black smoke clouds covers all

Doubt takes over my sentiments 

Second guesses is more apparent 

Almost second nature to start questioning 

All of my past decisions.

Desperately seeking an answer,

scratching the unreachable itch 

The more and more I press, the more I am impressed to stress the flesh to endure the duress I cease to suppress further requiesce

I cannot rest until the best of myself comes out from the dust, 

I don't want to rust alive with regret, 

Beget another chance to prove my remorse 

Is truly reflective of my attitude needed 

To make necessary changes to my life. 

Suddenly I realized I am not magnificent, 

My superhuman self renders mortal, 

Weakened, defeated and smothered

With dust crusted into thick black smoke

I bear a resemblance of an image likened to be reminiscent of embers fighting for its fire to sway back and forth with the wind 

blowing meaninglessly

Yet the smelting of past regret duet with upset 

Swelter in uncomfortableness, 

A desire to burn even hotter than ever before to cleanse all burnt scars indebted to many flames of liars

This regretful fire now burns like a devouring flame,

Burning me alive within kindled by passion.