Regrets in life

regrettable greg


i left my panties on your bedroom floor
i called for three days
you gave me the
good old ignore

well that’s okay
we agreed it was sex, nothing more
but fuck you, my lingerie is branded
so answer your phone and
return the pink’s
or pay my 140 dollars
you male fucking whore

oh hon
hope you don’t mind
i called your mom
we off to lunch
tomorrow
and probably the spa
its okay i told her
we’d use
your car


xoxo
(P)

I don't deserve this
No, not this time..
I don't deserve this,
God please take my life!

Don't let this girl die
Because of me!
Because I was driving
Recklessly..

I sit in the hospital
With a few broken bones..
And there's an 8 year old girl in there
That may never go home..

I never saw those
Brightening lights!
How should I know
I was on the wrong side?!

This isn't fair..
She doesn't deserve to die..
So god I am begging you!
Please take my life!

I wonder to her room
And take a peek in..
She's hooked up to equipmet..
And I can see a forced grin..

She motions me inside
And says, "It's okay"
I start to cry
She wipes them away..

She told me she was fine
She doesn't understand the fuss..
But then the started to shake..
And my adrenaline started to rush..

I got down on my knees
As the doctors rolled her away..
I screamed and I cried..
As I began to pray..

All those drugs I did
And all those filthy lies
please forgive me lord
And trade her life for mine!

I know I haven't done
Everything just right..
But put your hands on this girl
And keep her safe tonight..

After my prayer
I went out of the room..
And sat until I slept
And fell out of loom..

I awakened to a cry
Of a mothers distress..
Holding her poor darlings
Bloody, bloody dress..

I ran to her asking
"What happened to the little girl?"..
She looked at me me and then spat..
And cried," You did this to her!"

Thats when it hit me..
Her face I will never forget..
My dear that is my
Deepest regret..

Yesterday Girl

The sound of pen to paper
Scribbling down each line
Sang a prelude to a violent end
To everything that was yours and mine

I don't want to wait for you
But I still do
I loath myself for waiting for you
But I still do, still do

Every message that you sent me
I deconstruct each line
Looking for a ransom note
My heart has yet to find

I'm left with these frays
From the bonds that you severed
When you said you loved me
It never meant forever

I got to be queen for a day
Your queen for a day
And then it all just went away
Yesterday

Missing baby

There's a woman in the doorway
of your baby's room,
she's sweeping up the years, with a scrapbook broom

The window is closed
yet baby's blanket feels so cold,
Now you wish you could but hug
the one you used to hold,

The woman asked for Santa Claus
dressed in Daddy's clothes,
You answered that he never lived
to keep her on her toes,

You asked her where she'd been
she said you ought to know,
She asked you for the time
but your watch was running slow.

"My life Gone too Fast"              by:Travis McMahan


I regret my past
I miss my friends,
there where days with them
that shouldn't have ended.

I should have taken the gun away
when my friend was wanting to go,
his girl had broke his heart
now he's gone. Where did he go?

I cry because I regret
not telling my mom I love her,
now she left me alone
in my past it's now a blur.

I regret losing my heart
when she left with it,
now I am left alone
now I feel like shit.

I regret everyday
that I didn't spend time with my grand dad,
now he's dead
there's not much left to be said.

I pray at night to have things back
but I regret not committing to god,
I regret not going home to my friend
"where did the days go, oh god?"

My last regret and my biggest
is regretting putting my self down every day,
now I have to make by with what I got
I regret today.

I Am Me Because Of My Choices

My mistakes are absolutely mine
there are no other feet at which to lay blame
for incorrect choices and rushed decisions
that ultimately ripped apart my trust
that inevitably crippled my soul
that left me scared and scarred

My history is occupied by many wrongs
Some done to me, some done by me
The wrong types of men
The wrong types of need
The wrong types of sacrifice

They say two wrongs don’t make a right
but three wrongs do make a cynic
out of a trusting little girl
who opened herself too quickly
who believed wolves wearing sheepskins
who became a bitch in order to survive

Regrets? What are those?
Wishes to change the unchangeable
I regret no decision I ever made
I regret no word I ever spoke
I regret no action I ever took
despite the suffering I endured
despite the horrors I survived
despite the fears plaguing me still

I wouldn’t be this capable
if things had been different for me
if I had not chosen as I did
if I had listened to other people’s warnings

I would lack the strength I possess
I would lack the character I demonstrate
I would lack the wisdom others seek
if my life had been easy
if I had otherwise adjudicated
if my heart had remained intact

But I am me because of my improper choices
and I am pretty fucking awesome