Death
As I lay dieing, smothered by the unrelenting noise of reality, I ask myself: "Did I make the right decision?" Then a thought occurs: No, but the deed has already been done, and my life is already over. If I could turn back time, and undo the evils I have done, would it make a difference? Or would I still be dieing here, screaming into the deaf ears of the people I love most: "I miss you... I'm sorry..."