"Regret"

The desire to destroy something beautiful became overwhelming.
So i stomped on a hibiscus flower.
Lemon and crimson apologies filled my head.
What have you done, that is unforgivable?

 

Interesting that you quote regret...

Is it a farce in your own mind, this entity of regret? Or is it what you think you should feel because most would expect?

Be what you really are, and say always what you truly feel. There is a touch of compassion always to be considered, even to yourself.

 

Mindless destruction is never acceptable, I think.

This was my attempt at some form of japanese-style poetry... I really did stomp on a flower, it immediately reminded me of other moments in my life where my actions were based on nothing but peak negative emotion, a sort of allegory.