Regret can make us feel an unrelenting bitterness like no other emotion. While regret can help us to avoid repeating a mistake, if left uncontrolled it can wreak havoc on a person. Hours, days, or weeks spent feeling regret for a past mistake is usually counterproductive. It can impede us from moving on with our life and letting go of the past. So how can someone dealing with regret cope? Many find that reading and writing poems that deal with their feelings allows them to let go once and for all.
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I can't tell you how much my heart hurts every day.
It's full of anger, pain, and regrets that I can't make go away.
I'll never forget the day they took you away.
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We will be what we could be. Do not say,
"It might have been, had not or that, or this."
No fate can keep us from the chosen way;
He only might who is.
The hardest part of getting old,
Is dealing with regrets,
Accepting there's no going back.
One chance is all I get.
I'm alone too, and it's mostly my own fault. I hate it, but it's trust. Grasping for youth at 54 is not how it should be.
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The memories keep flooding back,
But not one by one.
It's never that easy.
Each of them, chained up,
I know
This day will soon happen.
I know
God will take you away.
For every time that I broke down
There was a fake smile to cover the frown
I hid behind lies when things got tough
Forced myself to think it was enough
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When I was born, I was dying for warmth,
And as I grew, I was dying again.
Dying for affection, for love.
I was dying simply for a friend.
I like how this poem perfectly depicts how life is and how everyone is constantly wanting more and never truly happy with what they have. Social media has taken over the life of many and no...
My weeping mother sent me a letter.
She begged God for me to get better.
Her tears smudged the ink
As her fears turned into reality in a blink.
These words don't come easy,
but they are things that I must say.
See, I don't think I ever told you
that I wished you would stay...
I sit here now in darkness, living on my own,
A life of existence, white walls, my home
With rooms that sometimes resonated with laughter
Saw also tears of much sadness, pain, suffering and anger.
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