Melancholic Masonry

Regret  
It is a pain that wrenches the heart, and scorches the soul  
Squeezing the air from your lungs  
And betraying all thoughts that one holds dear  
 
Over time, it lashes you with the bonds of anguish  
Mocking you with the silent words of indifference  
Beholden to no one else  
For you are the architect of your own suffering  
 
As long as a fist is clenched, you will remain a martyr  
Detest self loathing  
Deny pity  
We are architects, it's time to rebuild  
 
Don't let your bones be the foundation  
Don't let your blood be the mortar  
Nor your dreams the blueprint  
As long as regret remains