My Regrets

by Skye   Jun 19, 2006


I don’t know how to tell you this my friend
This is your death marked by the crimson blood on the knifes end
As the rain falls down
The evidence is buried in the ground

There he laid on the floor
Now nothing will be the same
His last word was a whisper
He cried out my name

I regret what I’ve done
I just lost my only one
Here I stand in my blood stained clothes
Is this the ending that no one knows

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  • 18 years ago

    by Brittany Paige

    That was an awsamo poem!!!!!!!!!!!
    i so liked it keep up the good work!
    i think your a really good poem writer!
    well love ya bye!