Regret : A short Poem

Oh no, whats this?

Oh no, this again.

Oh this, I will not miss.

Oh this, this wont end.

Everyone has it, everyone does.

Everyone wants to change what was.

You wish you could change it?

You wish you could end it?

You wish, but regrets hold is too great.

Its so great, that it turns to hate.

Hate turns to pain, pain becoms loss

Loss on your way to see Big Boss.

So many people have, young and old.

Gone up to see him and streets of gold.

Dont think it cant be stopped, it can.

Regret can be stopped and broken, but not just by a man.

We band together, friend and friend.

Help them so regret can end.