Regretful
So, I had something trigger old memories, of the things I've done, so I decided to try and put everything to rest. As always, I'd love to have feedback!
The Wolf sat,
Once more,
But,
It was different,
This time.
He no longer had
That old pain,
That old,
Crushing,
Companion.
Instead,
It was...
The Wolf lifted
His head from his
Contemplation,
"It's weighing
On me,"
He said aloud,
No jump this time,
The familiar sound
Comforting,
Now.
"The guilt,
All I've done,
Those I've hurt.
That's not me,
Now,
But it doesn't change
Anything.
It doesn't change
The lives I've
Changed,
Damaged.
The loved ones I've
Hurt."
He sighed and looked
Down,
Lost in thought,
"The Pain of
The First One,
The Mistakes with
The Demon,
The Destruction with
The Little One,
The Lies of
The Sweet Pony..."
"I may not be
Completely,
At fault,
But it doesn't
Change
My roles with any
Of them..."
He shifted His
Eyes,
Focusing on the new
Worrier,
The one that spent their
Time
In constant,
Little,
Fears,
As He stood by,
Smiling,
Waiting,
Patiently.
Letting them Discover
The Truths,
At least the ones that
Mattered,
On their
Own.
He had
Finally
Let go of those
Evils,
The voices,
Whispering,
Telling him Hateful
Things.
He lived His life
More,
Looking at the things
That truly
Mattered.
"I... I don't think that
This
Absolves my
Sins,
But..."
He refocused on the
Dancing Worrier,
Smiling a real
Smile,
Once more,
"I do think that I'm
Allowed to live,
Once more."
He stood,
Shaking the weariness from
His bones,
For the last time,
Making his way to join
The Dancer,
Again,
"Maybe...
Just Maybe..."
I can finally live without regrets.