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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Regrets Regrets bleeding into an endless ocean, I discover myself falling through infinity. Grasping, unconsciously, the reality of the world. Icy air warms my skin. I’ve never felt more alive than when I’m dying. When will I find peace? Buried into the earth in a crystal coffin, A spotlight in the heavens. Does perfection exist? What is real, if not painful, A truth I loathe to envision; Silent cries from the depths of hell. Lucidly traversing a dark road, My mind is a specific kind of torture. Searing intensity blockading my façade. An epiphany whispering secrets of the universe, Burning me alive, Drowning in self-deprecation. I’m trapped in my subconscious, Relishing in silence. Who will I become? Prostituting my morals For a fleeting sense of wellbeing. Bathing in gold, Melting away my obscenity. My mind is a rose, Poisoning everything in vicinity. Blood filling the crevices of deceit, Overwhelmed by uncertainty. Struggling to breathe, Starving my heart into obedience. Overseeing my descent into an unlit stairwell, My innocence has been stolen. Bones scattered into the wind, Human beings thrown away like garbage. Recycling a sense of obligation; Fear overshadowing compassion. Slipping into a generous comatose, Fantasizing about pillaged maturity. A byproduct of selfishness, Vaporized into a seething hatred. A fog clouding my sight; I’ll never escape. Swinging in elementary school, Now smiles are a rarity. Sinking in a sea of blood, Pictograms of self-loathing. Laughing to protect myself from reality. Why does pain exist? Sailing through life blindly, Regrets staining my past. Struggling against an immovable force, Staring at the wall. My ancestors cry as they are hunted, Screaming as they burn. Regrets that can’t be changed, The hunters smile.
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