REGRET

 Like the leaves of an aspen in a breeze 

He trembled, like a lancinating feet.

He's entire world is spinning around 

He's life is a total mess

melancholy and despondency is his current state.

Futureless, despondent is he like the souls in hell...

Pessimistic.

Overflowed with regret

Rue...

Wishing he could turn the hands of time, he'd rewind back to his past

And rectify his mistakes.

But it was too late for him.

Ego, pride, arrogance and superbia the seat of his life.

But all of that is in the past

All that matters to him now is Redemption

For he knew the hour of his demise has come.

But there was nothing he could do...

 *_The wages of sin is death_* 

Is the thought that, like an Ad popped into his nous.

His countenance fell 

Filled with remorse

He begged for a second chance, but... T'was too late.

Now Damned to Regret.

     © GrEaTnEsS 🦁