Tuesday, July 11, 2006

disappointment / regret

silent ache

crushing weight upon my chest

breath is shallow


churning stomach

churning thoughts

racing in cyclical what ifs

head pounds

like a tightly clenched fist

can't let it go

but can't bring it back


i should have

but i didn’t

i shouldn’t have

but i did

damn you

damn me

lost opportunity

impossible to restore

try to move on

but the bitterness



Justice~! said...

Since we are in poetry corner!

Had a camera
Did not take many pictures
So my wife made poem


Vien said...

ummm, did you compose that Mrs. L.?

It's pretty darn good.

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Can't write poems
Boo hoo, boo hoo

Mrs. Loquacious said...

Thanks Vien! =) I did write that, in a moment of inspiration.

Justice pointed out that it is really angsty and depressing, though, so maybe I should stick to happy poems on my blog! ;)

Vien said...

yeah, that's why I was surprised if it was you who composed it.

You're a chirpy person Mrs. L., not that poem writer.

Though I'm sure we all get our melancholic moments. ;)

Anonymous said...

That is just life reminding you how much it really sucks. And then you stick your head back in the sand.