# Poem #53: Regret

Author: bhscorch1313
Tags: Poetry, Regret

#54 of Poetry

I poured a lot of emotion into this poem. It makes me want to cry almost every time I read this; because we all have those things that we wish we never did, and some are worse than others. Enjoy.

_Regret_

The passage of time has come at last  
The passage of time has passed us by  
I cannot hear it cannot see it  
Yet the pain is still the same  
Yet the pain remains  
And he wonders  
Where is all the love?  
And she wonders  
Why do I deserve this?  
And it wonders  
Why all the pain?  
And I wonder  
How could I do this?  
Oh how joy melts into grief  
And weeps its shining tears of hope  
Rays of hope, hearts of hope  
That die;

The outer shell is peeling cracked  
My truth has been exposed  
I can taste its bitterness  
The memories in my head sicken me  
I cannot catch my breath  
Each day forever I choke  
On this black tar substance  
That which is called Regret.

~bhscorch

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