When will I regret?

When will I wish to forget, again.

What am I doing now,

that is a mistake?

It is something.

I do something,

bad. I must.

I am doing something now,

that will harm.

Something that will cost.

Something that will take a payable and painful toll.

I am doing something now,

that will hurt others in my name.

It’s true,

I am capable of great harm,

great deceit,

great betrayal.

Capable but not prone.

I hope.

When will I understand

what has occurred?

When will I regret?