Regret

Metaphorically speaking
I'm going to cut your jugular veins
Y'all are going to deeply feel
My pain
And yet I realize
I don't even want to
That's that shit you assholes do
I just want to walk away
But I can't seem to
My feet have lost their steps
My chest is heaving
I have no breath
Why insist on stabbing
My empty chest
I already purged my heart to survive
There's nothing left
But animated anger
And regret