REGRETS
I JUST WANTED TO BE SOBER INSTEAD I PUT THEM THROUGH HELL,
WEAKENED BY OLD THOUGHTS AND THEY KNEW I WASN'T WELL,
WHAT A SELFISH THING I DID WHEN I CHOOSE TO GO GET HIGH,
I REALLY FUCKED UP AND I DONT KNOW WHY,
THIS WAS A BATTLE I KNEW I COULD NOT FIGHT,
REGRETING NOW WHAT I DIDN'T DO RIGHT,
I HAVE LOST EVERYTHING BECAUSE OF WHAT I'VE DONE,
CAUSING MANY WOUNDS AND NEVER HEALING NOT ONE,
BEING A GOOD MOTHER IS ALL I EVER WANTED TO BE,
EACH TIME I SEE THEM WHAT DO THEY REALLY THINK OF ME?
01-11-2011
02-10-2010
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| EMOTIONS | 4 | 02/10/2010 |
| BRING THEM HOME | 3 | 02/10/2010 |
| BEING RICH | 1 | 02/10/2010 |
| 17 YEARS LATER | 3 | 02/10/2010 |
| FRIENDSHIP | 1 | 02/10/2010 |
| LOVE | 0 | 02/10/2010 |
| MY LOVE FOR YOU | 0 | 02/10/2010 |
| WELCOME TO WOODMAN | 0 | 02/10/2010 |
| ONE SATISFIED WHORE | 1 | 02/10/2010 |
| PLAYED | 1 | 02/10/2010 |
| JUST A FACE | 0 | 02/10/2010 |
| THE TOUCH OF AN ANGEL | 0 | 02/10/2010 |
| R.I.P. MY ADDICTION | 0 | 02/10/2010 |
| TRUSTING YOUR FAITH | 0 | 02/10/2010 |
| I AM AN EXAMPLE | 1 | 02/10/2010 |
| REGRETS | 2 | 02/10/2010 |
| IT HURTS THIS MUCH.... | 1 | 02/10/2010 |
| WHO IS SHE....... | 2 | 02/10/2010 |
| MY FAIRYTALE | 0 | 02/10/2010 |
| LIFE AS AN ADDICT | 0 | 01/22/2010 |
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