Regret

Regret 

Sometimes in life there’s so much regret,
Things said and done, you cannot forget,
You want it put right, but you aint done it yet.
So you sit…and you worry…then worry some more,
But regret is the past and you can’t close that door.

The anger once showed, it don’t go away,
If you could change time, then you’d change that day,
But sometimes, “I’m sorry” is too late to say. 
So you sit…and you worry…then worry some more,
But regret is the past and you can’t close that door.

Sometimes the fury comes from the odd word,
Something you said, or just overheard,
And you can’t put it right cos your mind is all blurred.
So you sit…and you worry…then worry some more,
But regret is the past and you can’t close that door.

Sometimes you’re hurt, cos you were not asked,
It makes you feel sad, alone and downcast,
But regret is a door, that belongs in the past.
So take all the anger, wherever it’s from,
Try to make changes, close the door, and move on.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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