Die by the boos

Regret haunts my sleep.

Keeps me awake, 

Stressing over things 

I can't fix. 

I've said sorry, 

I've said goodbye. 

I've dried all the tears 

That fell from my eyes. 

And sometimes it feels 

That it isn't enough. 

Other times it's okay. 

But it gets me when I'm alone, 

And the hurt doesn't go away. 

The meds don't get close enough. 

And no one tells me it's okay

You've done enough. 

No one stops the walls 

At night closing in. 

The mind racing, 

With no answers, 

So like a fool, 

I lived for the cheers 

And will die by the boos..