May 6, 2015

Regret brewing deep in the veins
An instant reaction
To the situation unfolding
A cataclysmic event
Witnessed and felt in parallel
But the regret will bubble over
Into lasting remorse

On Valentine’s Day

February 14, 2015

Dear lovers, losers, lifeless lusts of my past, present, and future,

I am writing you today, the day we called our own in our heart of hearts.
I want to inform you, you, and especially YOU,
That all the pain, misery, fights, frights, mistakes, and persecutions of our pain-filled past
Are all but memories fading foolishly away into the recesses of my brain and yours.
As they move on, I would like to thank each and every one of you,
For the help, for the holding, for the love, in both the physical and mental realm
For being there, by my side, everytime, I tried to hide.
I know it wasn’t easy, I never made it easy for any of you
I regret this the most, and will regret this the most, until the final gasp of air leaves my lungs
And I transcend to whatever place we all go after all this is said and done.
So please, find this letter, and find that smile, the one you wore when we first locked eyes, wherever and whenever that was,
Place the smile on, and hear that you are loved and appreciated, by those from your past, your present, and your future.
Finally, happy valentines day, to each and every one of you.
We may have drifted, left for better or worse, quit on each other, but never ourselves
So with this, I present to you my one regret, and my sincerest good wishes.

Regretfully yours,

These days

January 27, 2015

I spend a lot of time these days
Thinking about the life I had
And what it could have been
I think and think and think some more
And think it would’ve been pristine.
To become a doctor, a lawyer, a judge
Or an outlaw, a politician or an underworld king.
Every choice I ever made
Has always come back to sting.
Year in and out, I work at my career
Going towards no where.
Now when I think back on what I could have had
I am filled with remorse and despair.


July 10, 2014

Of remorse
Deep within me
Unsure how long it’ll stay
This awful feeling
Of lasting pain


January 28, 2014

Every ounce of pain
Matched with an ounce
Of deadly, dark liquor
Buzzing out reality.
But in the fallacy
The truth is clear
Until the foggy morning
When it is replaced
With regret and despair
Oh how unfair!
The cycle of sick
And wishing escape
Only the bottle calls loud
And the thirst is thick
Just one cure
Drink til your sick.
Forget the morning
Forget the night
Forget the pain
Forget the fright.
But in the haze
Of morning light
All the pain
Will re-ignite
Burning brighter
Then e’er before
Wishing you hadn’t
Opened that door.

Home Coming

October 11, 2013

The long train ride home
After years of neglect
Brings men to their knees
As they realize their regret.

A dark autumn evening
So many miles simply pass
The years stacked up quickly
Time goes far too fast.

Traveling back to this place
Where a child once played
Makes the regret brew deep
What if we just stayed?

But with every choice made
There are consequences had
Remember all you received
It didn’t turn out so bad.

Long Road

January 24, 2013

A long road
Often leads
To no where.
A short path
Often leads
To trouble.
A perfect choice
Often leads
To imperfection.
A last resort
Often leads
To regret.