I do not want to regret
Regret, like taking the first train
Jumping off the platform
And finding myself bent double
In a crowd full of every woman for herself.
I do not want to regret
Regret being sliced and diced
Refrigerated and folded
Packed into a tin
Along with a hundred thousand others.
Today I take the first step
A small one, but it's a start.
I tire of the taste of ashes
Of dreams only dreamt
Then burned like this scrap I write on.
Today what I want to say
Will begin to take shape.
The deadline's in clear sight
And the trail less so.
I follow the lead of my heroes
Perhaps not to bleed for a greater good, yet
But to bleed for myself
For not now, then when?
When will I become like them?
I will not regret
Not fighting tooth and nail
To shine inside out
Today I take the first step
And it won't be the last.
