My Torture My Darkness

A burden uponme this dark I layas a dragon awoketo try regret slay. The past has meit will not recedeso I fight its gripthat crushes me. Regret puncturesas if knives all day.Stabbing my heels,tortured as prey. Billows of clothcaught by a windtell me of a stormwithin me begins. Tell my maker Iwill give my mindtales…