Reality

Mistakes are the token of regret. Regret is the rewound mind of emotion, Pounding the burnt heart with every thought, While the building of pain, replays in slow motion. A stomach full of an empty depression Combines to form the pit of an endless shame. I am trapped in myself like a disabled mind. Feasting on memories, while starving my mortal frame. Long have I thirsted to smile, But long have I hungered for a reason. My joyous ways have lost their taste. Life is now the bitter season. The burden of a hopeless escape Trails the will to breathe a new day. Will death be my exit from this reality, Or will this pain take on immortality?