Regret
The tears fall from terror taking my tragic soul
To teach a lesson to the tactless villans of
Today without remorse for the tragedy
I have witnessed
Never will I be the same after I was slain by
The knife of disdain on this wretched day
Always wished to get away from the pain
But never given the same as I pay
The power of death hangs over my head
Like a knife about to be slit but I never get
To see the light of day after what I have
Paid to rue the day I was trained
Pain holds my head under the water
As regret fills the sink to
Make me think of what crime I have
Committed on the day it rained
I will always remember the “BANG”
Of the trap like the tap of the rain
I once loved, ruined by the mistakes
Of my youth as I replay the memories
The smell of regret on my sweat
As I fret over stuff I know I can’t change,
Joined with the sound of the
Children forever young
I kick myself to feel the pain I deserve
For the pain, I have served to the
Kids in the woods I have slain
With my words
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