regret on the rocks

 
your tattooed regret spoke of emptiness I can't get with
of long afternoons drinking away your sins
smelling of bourbon and painted ladies
I ache in the loneliness of it

I come close to your hurt and you blanch
nobody touches you like that and gets away with it
I know it needs to be lanced, the blood and pus drained

the room heavy with tension smirked at me
irony held my tongue I wanted to lash out at you
inside my solemn secret I deny you
in my soul I keep your ashes

your wound reek of failure
of days in the sun missed because you rather sulk in the shadows
regretting what you could have done