How do you feel
when your alone and contemplating
the things you've done
that you regret
though very few
still far to many
to satisfy you.
What do you regret the most,
the broken hearts
along your path
you left to lay
when you were finished
your petty games
each so different
yet so the same.
Or the people you walked over
to make your way
to get along
to be your pawns
don't use you head
only your brawn
don't know or care
if your in the wrong.
Maybe the person you've become
or lost as the case may be
but you don't know him anymore
and you don't care
or understand
what we see there
or that a soul
can't come for free.
What a great piece! I love the way this poem flows. Keep It Up!
*DannyJay*
i feel like dying and then i feel like crying and then i feel like lying to myself and telling me its not me
and then i write a poem
i miss how i was but loev who i am and regret how i lost her and regret how i found her
no help eh
oh well
ash
Much Love
Ashley
hey nikki
well i like it too....hehe...makes one think. well good job on it
Belinda