You told me that you loved me
And would never break my heart
You said that it was fun
That it wouldn't hurt.
Poems About Regret, Remorse and Sorrow
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.
Poems about Letting Go Of Past Mistakes
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Raped While Drunk
You told me that you loved meFeatured Shared Story
I was raped, and he took my v-card. I was never the same. It broke me, and I'm still trying to repair.
The hardest part of getting old,
Is dealing with regrets,
Accepting there's no going back.
One chance is all I get.Featured Shared Story
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.
When time runs out and your heart needs to say so much more
But the heart that should hear it is gone now forever
And you are left with a raw nagging sore.
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I lost my daughter my first born child just 10 days ago. To an addiction she tried so long to fight she hated what it did to her, in the end the demon prevailed and she died from an overdose....
I'm A Broken Woman
You say you care
But you don't
That's why you're not here but there
You said you'd change but you won't...Featured Shared Story
This poem is so touching and emotional. I learned such similar lessons from my friend, and today you have made me remember everything I had forgotten. Thank you for the poem.
Reckless Driving Poem
You were always a risk taker,
Especially in the car; you liked to burn rubber.
My mates thought it was funny; it was cool
When you gave them a lift and played the fool.Featured Shared Story
My father invited me and someone else to take a ride with him. My mother told us no because my father was drinking beer. My mother asked if we wanted to die, and we said no.
Missing Out On Life While Waiting
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.Featured Shared Story
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...
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