Regret
On weary ground I walk and think
Of you; your shadow follows everywhere
I go and feckless as the saline tears
That flow, I’m hollow.
Memories, impressions thus ensue
A measured dose that slowly dribbles
Through; like intravenous drips that
Bring in pain, I see the poison coursing
Through my veins.
Regret’s a stinking feeling to endure
It leaves the heart there aching insecure
A pallid soul, laconic, dry and dead
And nothing to the past can ere be said.
On weary ground I walk and think of you!
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