It drapes our shoulders, heavy on our backs,
So dark and ***** , seeping into the cracks,
Can’t see it , until it’s too late , would you go back ?, change something?, or is it an accepted fate?

Back behind you , crawling over your mind , like that fly you just can’t ****, or that answer you just can’t find. Can’t hear it aloud , but laps round in your head, like a carousel , a fair ground ride , every night when you go to bed.

That door you’d forgotten to close, something bad that you did, a decision you wrongfully chose. The thing you didn’t say, or that person you wish you’d never met, hello it’s me again, you guessed it ...my name is regret.