.
.
I wish I could start over
All over again
I'm so exhausted
carrying all these regrets
with me everywhere I go.
.
Each and every morning
I crawl out of bed
and look around me
determined to do my best
determined not to stumble and fall
.
Each and every night
I crawl into bed
and gather the day around me
knowing that once again I did it wrong
even though I meant to do it right
.
Mostly I know where it all went wrong
it was that day I chose the wrong fork in the road
and now I am filled
with despair and disappointment in myself
and dine tonight and every night on remorse
.
All I want is to go back to that moment in time
when I made the first and worst of all choices
and choose another path,
choose another way to travel
it would have made all the difference, I think
.
But then I realize
everything went south long before that day
long before that moment in time.
because had I made my journey on the high road
I would not have made the first wrong choice or the ones following.
.
Again and again I wish I could start over
All over again
I'm so broken and exhausted
carrying all these regrets
with me everywhere I go.
.
.
~~~~~~~©2021 Susan Williams
Susan, I am always so delighted to be invited to walk and talk with God. And those conversations are greatly stimulated by your inspirational poems. I thank God every day for the truly meaningful friendship with you and the others in our Poem Hunter family.
At the age of 70, I feel like I'm starting over again. On the path that God had created for me. Better late than never! And your exquisite poems have made this journey so much more adventurous and rewarding. With sincerest thanks, Susan!
Thank you, Richard, for making me part of your world and part of your path. You have been a great friend for a long time on PH and I thank God for the blessing of you
I am so delighted to read your beautiful comment. I know you are a delightful human being and God must be so glad to be invited to walk and talk with you on your path! !
Wow is just about the best I can come up with for this amazing poem; I so 'get it', so understand... me too, me too. Thank you for your honest, vulnerability; we all have a need to know, to trust, that we walk this road not alone. Thank you.
Thank you, Smoky, I would like to think we are walking this road together even if we are miles and miles apart in earthly distance but side-be-side in a spiritual sense --walking with God together
That you reread it says all I need to know about its worth, LeeAnn. Thank you!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Remarkable. This is a most private journey that each on of us, I suspect, shares with everyone else. A magnificent poem, Susan
Thank you M.J. for how sympathetically you read my and others' poetry--you give good guidance, my friend