regret*
regret is the entity that only wanted my body

my body; my body; my body

once a battlefield
oh the enmity that still lingers in my bloodstream

i had learned to love that battlefield
i planted flowers on my scars and pretended i had never known the definition of pain

when i met regret he had on the most beautiful mask
it was made of crimson skies and caramel clouds
he called himself infatuation
and slowly without knowing; i let him de-root my flowers and pick at the scabs of my healing wounds

for the longest time i called the numbing pain in my mind *my fault
because how could infatuation harm me, he was beautiful

beautiful things are the cause of happiness,
he made me happy,
i think

,,,it was not the crimson skies and caramel clouds that derailed my mind for the last time

it was an unexpected storm,
it never stopped ******* raining,

his name was,
**regret