Regret

 

I wish for your forgivness.

I want it more then life it'self.

I sinned and left you, to die alone.

How wreched I am,

to leave the one I love to die.

To love someone,

then trample them,

is truly, a wicked, wreched sin.

To give them hope,

then tell them lies,

is lower then the gates of hell.

The least I can do,

is die myself,

and perhaps, join Satin

in his fiery home.

But remember one thing

before I go.

I have felt the icy, cold hands of regret,

and now I will die for you.

But remember,

I love you so.

Author's Note

I personally think, this poem sucks. I'm sorry about the crappy poem, but it had to be done.don't be afraid to down talk this one. I'm fine with it, really.

Reviews

[Keevan]

beautiful amazing and full of emotion. i love your writing, Kiah!

[Anonymous]

This poem is really beautiful. I feel the true emotion, and understand the pain. Excellent write.