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.
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.
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.
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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
Regretting the moments I took for granted,
Moments when I was eaten by pride and hatred.
What if I had told you what I feel?
Would it change my life's wheel?
I can relate. I also loved a man for a long time but even until now, he doesn't know. Maybe I was also scared of rejection but it is all in the past now. I can feel the emotions of the...
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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.
Alone in my head,
I'm feeling so low,
You wont understand,
No one can know....
Beautiful poem! I loved the way it's presented with hints of unspoken events.
The memories keep flooding back,
But not one by one.
It's never that easy.
Each of them, chained up,
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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.
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...
Why did I decide to change the course of my life?
I was impatient and naive that I let people take advantage of me.
My life has turned up side down and now it is crashing down.
I thought I could find love and hold it, blindly I went for it....
I'm going through the same issues, but how did it go with yours? Did you mend your relationship with the ex, or did it get worse? Did he get vengeful with you?
Life gets very busy.
Things get in the way.
Do I have time to visit?
I'll go another day.
I turned 67 this year and have been searching for old friends online. I went to college in a city 1500 miles away. It was probably the best time of my life. I have now looked for four friends...
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