I'm drained, devoid of strength, and worn,
No tears left to shed, my emotions torn.
Praying for this anguish to swiftly fade,
Yet, amidst the pain, a hint of regret is born.
The evil I've wrought, the hellish despair,
Moments of disgust, too much to bear.
Now the chapter ends, but remorse remains,
Aching heart and blurred eyes, burdened with care.
In this bittersweet reflection, I find no solace,
Regret weighs heavy, wounds too deep to erase.
The agony lingers, a haunting melody,
Leaving me wounded, lost in this desolate space.
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Dean's Introspection and Poetry
PoetryI'm in my journey to self-discovery and understanding. I wanna do some introspection and allows myself for deep reflection and exploration of emotions and experiences. These poems are the reflection of my thoughts, emotions, life and experiences.
