My Room, Dark Black
in Regret Poems
my room, dark black
my nightmares come back
my past, won't leave me
I need someone to free me
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I can relate to this poem a lot. My best friend killed himself last year in December, and I regret not being a better friend because I feel like I could have saved him if I had tried hard...