No Regrets
I had savored and experimented and experienced, and i did not look back to that with regret. i did not regret my escapades in london, neither, not those in the beginning or those that mostly happened in the small apartment of that...agile...otter.
Regrets
Dry golden leaves rustled in the fall wind, their fallen forms scattering across dewy grass. The sun had just began to peak over the ruby treetops and scattered bright rays through its foliage. The serene scene was interrupted by a violent...
No Regrets
No regrets." erika smiled, her face almost angelic, a goddess. she blinked once, and her tears unlocked.
Regrets
Forgiveness starts not with forgetting, overlooking, or getting through something. Forgiveness begins with yourself. I learned that lesson the hard way. You see, sometimes the person who has to forgive you can't. Not because they don't want to, but...
Regret
-transmission lost- chapter eight: regret by havoc * * * when jack awoke, he felt a chill in the tent. his eyes still closed, he reached an arm out for aria, intending to pull himself closer to her for warmth.
Regrets
The back door to the spa banged open sharply, and the old badger looked toward both ends of the alley before running to the dumpster to check all around it. Finding nothing, he looked up to the other end of the alley, where he saw the meerkat from the...
Regrets
She was tall Had skin like fall She knew she was smart But that wouldn't be enough She had fought for it all Every minute she spent She knew it would've meant Giving it all up for him Not knowing she was only part of his whim She...
No Regrets
His sentence trailed off, the unsaid words heavy with regret and guilt.
Poem #1: The Haunting
#1 of poetry this poem is about facing regret of a horrible decision and realizing that the mistake that hurt tons of people can't be repaired, and dealing with the consequences of one's actions. one of my more depressing poems.
Memories
## Memories February 13, 2010 at 8:43am You know what is worse than the memories It's finding pictures of you every wall On my computer and on my phone And how I want to just toss them all! But, I just can't seem to let you go today Maybe...
Short_005
It has been months. My wife and I have been struggling with the guilt on a single mistake that I made. Am I not a good father? Have I not provided his needs? His wants? Hell if I know what he wanted, he never opened up to me. Or at least before that...
There's no tide on the lake (Otherwise Untitled)
~ "I don't know what I was thinking.", a strained squeak. ~ The lake was the ebb and wobble that the canoe always found it to be, the mouse laid out on her back in its length. The pale blue sky above was an endless spread of soft lack of features as...