Submissions by Tactful-D

Sorry we feel
Self inflicted wounds which wont heal
Pains which makes us loose appetite for a meal

Things we did
Things the righteous world forbid
And from its shame we hid

The wrong decisions made
And with its consequences we laid
Remorse felt even after its penalties paid

Foul words uttered
The good people we rejected
The once we wish we never accepted

Sometimes we do nothing than cry
To the extent that no counsel seems to apply
So we are left for our tears on their own to dry
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Thoughts multiply
Options fail to apply
Opinions many supply

Headache sets in
Pains within
Then the panic will begin

It’s a mirage
Yet deep within it leaves a rage
And when assumed gone it begins its fresh page

Uncertainties
Hard to admit they are realities
Yet when unsolved they list their penalties

It’s a problem
It rhymes like a poem
Attention needs to be given to them

It takes over the head
If not taken away a being is dead
It’s a hazard and needs to be feared
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