Regret, my whole life is filled with it
I hide my shame behind a veil of optimism
It makes a good mask and hides my true feelings
Regret has marked my body and bruised my soul
Life's lessons left scabs and cuts
A constant reminder of the poor choices I have made
I find it hard to trust
Not everyone, just myself
I wish I could think before I act
If only I could go back
Change the things I have done
I want to make it right
I have learned from my mistakes
What's done is done
Things happen for a reason
I have to remember
I am only human
Try not to live with regret
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice write Terri, Just want to say that God has a way of heeling us and people do mess up. You do not have to punish yourself. God sent his Son to die on the cross for our sins.. we are all sinners.. God still loves us. I hope that you are not punishing yourself anymore. Take Care Rhonda