I regret that one last chance to go there with you..
that one last chance to put my feelings in the air..
I regret opening myself to a man who isn’t ready..
I fail to realize to not see I couldn’t control..
how my feelings would react when you walk back in..
How did I let my heart get chip…
dent…
I regret everything that has happen in the past week..
But then again I can’t say…
I really regretted it…
It was meant to happen, so I could open…
my eye’s to you..
I was hoping he would open
his eye’s to reality…
but as someone brought to my attetnion..
I fucked that up by been..
unexperience….
What do we do when regrets seem to take over..
But at the back on your mind..
You screaming…
but words seem to betray you ..
and your emotions is taking over..
Im stuck with regrets…
12/7/15
As I mention I have bn writing even though I may haven’t bn busy blogging and sharing. I have bn sharing my thoughts on paper. Right now I’m refusing to do just that, because I’m going thru so much as the poem says. I know things happen. Teach us a lesson. I hope and pray everyone have a bless Christmas and if you don’t celebrate Happy Holidays 2 you and yours. God Bless 🙂
 God is truly the reason for the season. I can’t sleep since I’m not feeling my best and my mind is doing 2 much thinking. I need to write and I don’t want 2. I usually let myself think for awhile before I temp to write. But I truly need to think as much as possible cause I refuse to write. No matter how much it may make me feel good or either break me .
Poets Afterthought 