People will leave,
Ones who we loved wholeheartedly,
Ones who we loathed unapologetically,
Either way it causes grieve.
When we lose the ones we love,
We experience symptoms like insomnia and isolation,
Forgetting our journey's true destination,
A Lost dove.
When we lose the ones we loath,
We regret being prejudice
towards them as we realize our faded cowardice,
Breaking our goodwill oath.
We will never forget,
we will always regret.
