Regret was all around you

You had cut yourself open to the things you thought were safe.
You let your lungs bleed raw
You clawed at your eyes
hoping to eventually be able to see something
other than your folly

You let your stained dress remain
letting the deep red droplets seep through

You gingerly dabbed at the pool of blood
that formed at your left breast
understanding that all of that is from the mistakes
you made to the ***** that helped you to live

You finally understood at that moment


You killed yourself off.