No Second Chances

By Hemley Charles
Regret,
Is the shadow
that follows you in the light.
Stuck at your hip,
refusing to die,
until darkness consumes you both.
It’ll linger,
matching you stride for stride,
as if it materialized from nothing.
Sluggishly seeping into you bones,
like a slow and steady midnight train.
Just whispering doubts in your ear
to remind you of its existence.