Revengeful Regret

In the depths of anger's flame, I find, A venomous seed taking hold in my mind, Revengeful regret, a haunting grace, Dancing in shadows, consuming any peace. Oh, how sweet the taste of a vengeful heart, As I surrender to its toxic art, Feeding the fury, the fires ablaze, Blurring the line between nights and days. A whispering wind welcomes my ire, As the weight of regret begins to inspire, Every thought, every breath, every tear, Fueling the flames of revenge held dear. But amidst this chaos, a truth I see, That vengeance only begets more misery, For in seeking justice through wounded pride, The soul is lost, joy cast aside. The battles waged in anger's domain, Leave scars deep within, invisible but plain, Each act of revenge, a price to pay, A spiral of darkness, leading us astray. Oh, how I long to turn back the hands of time, To free my heart from this vengeance, this crime, But regret, cruel companion, follows me still, Leaving naught but pain, an unending drill. Regret, a silent tormentor, steals my sleep, Haunting every dream, making me weep, For in the pursuit of revenge's sweet embrace, I lost all sense of love and grace. Oh, revengeful regret, your allure is strong, But in the end, you lead me o