Make the most of your regrets; never smother your sorrow, but tend and cherish it till it comes to have a separate and integral interest. To regret deeply is to live afresh.”
Henry David Thoreau
I once heard a person announce in sheer stupidity,
how “if we put forth our best there’s no regretting anything”,
I recall how I longed to kick out all of his front teeth,
and wipe that fucking smile away from my periphery;
Guess what? Out beyond the picket fences of oblivion,
there’s a broken home to the overthrown and forsaken,
those of us who gave our best and can never rest again,
full of regret over what their’ “best” took away from them;
it’s clear how blindly deceived those who like to believe,
in the law of attraction and satisfaction of positive energies,
and don’t consider how I have tested these very hypotheses,
but these theories can’t hold up to Life’s painful realities;
the next time somebody dares to tell me to “think positive”,
I will show them just how much of my best I got left to give,
I’m so full of resentment over all things impossible to forgive,
under the enchantments of my own “best” spell of negative.
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Brilliant. My comment… yes, what you said
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