Regret

November 30, 2017

As the darkness rush
Meeting the silent flow
The gem is cracking
Bleeding it’s pain

Is there no way to return
For regret is a pill
hard to swallow

The hangman hangs
For the shame
He brought
The bitter taste
Never once vanish

Salty tears fall
One by one
The sadness
Etched on her face
As the darkness once rises again.


Similar Articles

JOIN THE DISCUSSION

This article has 0 comments.



Parkland Book