I have lots of one-word titles. Huh. Well! Here is another poem! I have so many of these in my journal!

And if I don't post them, I shall explode. O.O

That won't be good...


Regret?

Ha.

I regret nothing.

Nothing at all.

Not a thing that I've done.

I would do it all again.

If I could,

I would.

Even if it meant enduring the humiliation of childhood again.

Even if it meant falling off the Bridge again,

Even if it meant getting locked up in my own heart,

And getting trapped in my poisonous thoughts.

I

Regret

Nothing.

Nothing at all.

Alright.

I do regret something.

I regret not fighting back.

I regret allowing myself to give in.

I regret ever trying to be like Thor,

Ever trying to please Odin.

I regret pushing away my loved ones.

Trying to hide the truth,

That I wanted to be just like Thor.

I regret hiding it so well.

Because if he'd fought beside me,

If he'd fought for me,

If only he'd known,

Well, then.

I wouldn't be here, now,

Would I ?


Okay, so this poem was spacey and confusing. So what? *pouty face* Yup. Regret. Loki does regret something! He does feel the gravity of his actions! *gasps*

So, uh... Review, Favorite, and Follow! If you don't, I will be forced to whack you with a staff... Made out of poly-fiber glass, or something... Anyway, it hurts, Okay?

So, review, or I shall whack you with a staff. O. I've got my eye on you...