Regreting Past
It started with a breath
That breath I took
It shook
My foundation was being built
My memory hazy
Of this baby
Sitting in dads lap
The cap
To the game
We won
But now I’m one
Walking
Talking
Stalking
My achievements with a camera
Mother father
Greater or less
My day’s progress
What’s next?
Welcome to school
You’re to less a fool
Not dumb enough
To fit
You get
Too much
Diagnosed
Acronyms wrong
To damnation
What’s this intention?
Shipped like a package
No more completion
Just half of what it used to be
I search to find
What I mind
But now I’m gone
I blamed mom
So her half awkward
Apology
Didn’t mean anything
What I see
Is not what was promising
Life culminates
Im at the gate
Looking, Staring
At my back
I’m regreting
Copyright © Matthew Pawlak | Year Posted 2010
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