Poems about regret


№ 1206626

4am Regret

Trapped on an island so strange,
Rules relinquished once Night overcame.
We realized when we came,
That it would and could never be the same.


Author: EDB
Date: 04/04/2020

№ 1204056


I am regret,

The sentiment exposed through your bare eyes.

Raw and passionate it resonates throughout the air around us,

Expanding its ever indistinct presence gently upon your shoulders.

Where you feel,

I feel.

What you see,

I see.

And we fall into depths

Thousands of thoughts profound

Subtleties turmoil constant

Sharp movement's progress

Further and further

Intensity grows

Like the weight of regret


Author: Strayed
Date: 01/04/2020

№ 1199144


The words
I should've said
The tears
I should've shed
The wounds
That should've bled
Deep inside my chest
In a box labeled


Author: Marley Jane
Date: 28/03/2020

№ 1197552


The smell of regret is pungent in the air
Your loss not mine... why should I care
How can I possibly give you anymore
Resentment turned to anger... something never felt before
Did you think I couldn't see the difference in your eyes
And how you never want to kiss me between my thighs
Did the respect for one another just seem to fade
Or do we seem to live in the past where the memories were made
A change is very evident here... there is nothing left to gain
But can you tell me when did my pleasure become your pain?


Author: Melissa S
Date: 26/03/2020

№ 1193173

Recent Regret.

I really fucked myself up this time-
Blood dripping into the palms of my hands
I started laughing through my tears
Couldn't wipe them away
Too busy trying to stop the bleeding
This broken heart has made scars again Mom-
But everyone around me is too busy to notice
Or maybe I've just gotten better at hiding them-
Hiding them behind this smile I like to paint
But see I never thought I was a good enough artist
The silence and the solitude like to tell a different story.
I turn the page,
Watch as the silhouette of the last
Makes it hard to read in between the lines-
Too many pages of me have been unturned
Too many chapters that go unread
There's a lot more to me than just a synopsis of this facade.
I click my tongue-
I make touch each one of my fingernails
Seems I am here, cognitive.
But from the view out of my retinas
All I see is blurred vision
A skewed understanding no glasses could fix
My far-sightedness in people has made me blind
There is no side to this story that can be unseen
Expose of me, decompose with me.
I would like to waste away with you
But my views are too backwards
And it seems I am lost once again.
Reality makes me feel less real than dreaming nowadays
Everything feels like such a dream
But most of the time it's just a nightmare.
I sit back and wish to drink this rum
The kind that's red and has little danny speaking tongues-
This lightbulb burnt out,
The hallways are lined with red
And nothing is shinning anymore
It's no longer a diamond
It's just all Kubrick zirconium.
Watch me like your favorite novel
Read me like your favorite movie-
Never let me disappoint
But someday soon you'll get tired
And you'll pick something else
To fill the void of convincing yourself you like change
But nothing feels as good-
And the cycle repeats.
I would like someone to never tire of me
But these eyes have made way for more tragedy
And the bags under them make way for travel.
I will paint a smile upon my face,
Tie a t-shirt around the open wound
So I can maybe stop the bleeding
And I'll pick up this part of me
Place it upon my shoulder right where there's a chip-
Because that's where it fits
That's where my heart is.


Author: Amanda Stoddard
Date: 22/03/2020

№ 1192131

I regret joining this damn website sometimes

It seems now that I've discovered things here
On HP,
I've stopped writing for myself
And started writing for likes.

joining,  regret,  website.

Author: Maria
Date: 21/03/2020

№ 1191323

The Guilt And Regret

How can I erase all my mistakes?
Can I take back every word?
All the lies and hearts I did break,
And ease those I disturbed?
My eyes all filled with regret,
As I lay alone in my bed.

guilt,  regret.

Author: annvelope
Date: 21/03/2020

№ 1187379


I never told her


Author: a friend
Date: 17/03/2020