Regrets
Sitting down by fireside, watching those extinguishing flames ever so slowly dying away
The embers and red ruby sparks, falling upon my exposed flesh
That burning sensation running through my body
Every burn leaving a scar; a memorable mark
Each one for every mistake that was ever made
And as the flames extinguish, darkness is so welcoming
Feeling the weight of it around me, surrounding me, constricting me, enveloping me
Enclosed within its ironclad grasp
Unable to move, unable to breathe
Going numb as the air completely leaves my body
Dying to intake a rush of oxygen, despising every second of it
Wanting to go back and fixing everything, regretting every wrong ever committed
All sense leaves me, my conscious slipping away ever so slowly, yet so quickly
Fighting for control, falling away into the depths of this darkness instead
Entering this void I left so long ago
Reviving its presence within me again once more
Taking me over just like before
Darkness the mere absence of light
Everything so out of sight
No longer am I here, no longer will I be
All I have left to say is that I’m Sorry.
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