A Web of Regret
A broken promise
Etched, a violent sketch
Of hurt and hatred
Trying to forget
Trying to drown
A mistake
The sharp pull of pain
A siren calling further down
The stitching together
Never quite so complete
A deep red reminder
Losing count to stop losing sleep
The darkness of night taunting
Days that torment until end
Because it's hard to heal
Oh how hard it is to mend
When your mind the demon
At the tunnel's end.
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