Regret

Crushing dreams as if they were tin cans,

Kicking them as if they were toys

Running away from them,

Hiding those fears

Holding those tears,

Listening to my brain

Were the best I thought.

Those dreams became nightmares.

Or did I make them?

Tears just dried up

Fears teamed up to form pain,

That heavy pain on my chest.

I can no longer bear its weight

Want to scream

But the voice gives up.

Want to blame everyone else

But I know I am at fault.

Once I failed to stand up for myself,

Now I regret.