Knock Knock

Dear you,

Do you remember

When you held me close

When you failed to love

And I crept in

You named me

r e g r e t

I miss you

Where have you been

I keep knocking

You won’t let me in

I’d say I’m sorry

For driving you mad

And for that time

I introduced you to depression

Then dread and sinking sand

It would help

If you let me in

It would help

If you cared to process me

Ripe from within

Just don’t make me angry

Again

Or else I will find a way

In

And I will make you

My lion’s den

Love,

Your Regret