Ignite Me.

I took a good look in the mirror today.
Of scars and bruises,
shown right in the reflection under the balmy lights.

There are some memories buried
right within this never ending clenching white knuckle.

Right in the cracks within the spiralling fingers.
Slowly deepened into the void of nothingness.

Drenched in feelings that should have
been bottled up and kept inside,
but it burns hotter than the back of the unforgiving sun.

But it was never really a clench in regret.

Regrets?

I have none.

I got no regret,
of popping up the question, early in one fine morning,
as I vowed myself for an oath.

I got no regret,
of finally letting someone to fill the void that has been emptied in me.

I got no regret,
of getting myself bruised forgiving mistakes that are unforgiven
and even, begged for it.

I got no regret,
of getting myself lied to, even when I can sense the truth.

I got no regret,
to fall and fall, over and over, just to rise above again.

I got no regret,
of promises I made, oaths I have taken,
because I know how I'd stand by it.

I got no regret,
of putting a ring onto someone's finger
as a promise that I will put another one day,
just to have it returned in agony.

I got no regret,
to stay true to what I have believed in,
even the roads are at times paved with thorns and thistles.

I got no regret,
of saving myself onto something so big and pure,
even if it turns out unfinished.

I got no regret,
of being the blaming wall,
for things that did
and some I didn't even do.

I got no regret,
of being hated by many,
when all I have is compassion and forgiveness for all.

I got no regret,
of being in shame for who I am,
rather than being proud of what I am not.

I got no regret,
holding onto hopes that are
shone by the light of imaginary dreams,
yet tainted by the shadow of mistakes.

I got no regret,
to give trust blindly,
just to be thrown down the drain.

I got no regret,
counting on meaningless promises,
because I am aware of what I am giving.

I got no regret,
to wish I had been wrong,
because the truth sometimes can hurt even more.

I got no regret,
to have fought for something so pure,
even it turns out to be sour.

I got no regret
to correct the wrongs,
even when the rights are continuously fabricated.

I got no regret
to determinedly wanted to stay,
even when I've been pushed away.

I got no regret,
to build a bridge brick by brick, just to have it burned.

I got no regret,
when all I have is love,
just to be thrown back with hate.

I got no regret,

because when everything ends,
I am the one who still standing
right here, all along.
like always.

Because in the end,
though I seemed to walk empty handed in defeat,
I gained everything, gained so much,
Just for me to walk again.


And because I got no regret,
of loving a lovely soul endlessly,
still am, and always,
will be.