Addicted to regret

Addicted to my regret
Tears of guilt
I need the pike in my heart
The hammering of soul
It rends, it claws
Making me bleed clearly from the sides of the things I call eyes

Even in the light of day
Under clear sky
Tasting the unsullied air
I only see the despair
It chokes, it beats
Making me regret the wind in my chest that thing called life’s breath

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