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Array ( [sid] => 41237 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Regrets of Living [time] => 2004-04-01 00:02:58 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Regrets of Living

I'm so afraid of living a lie
That I forget to live at all
I'm so afraid of going on
That I forget to move forward
I'm so afraid of stepping up
That I'm stepping down
My fears are my worst regrets
And that is all I have left
My regrets of everything
Have equaled into this

I'm stepping farther down
And with every step
I'm at the beginning again
I will relive my regrets over
And over in my head
I'll never get over the past
I'll never get a future

But that won't stop death
It still hunts its prey
And I fear that one day
I'll be killed from it or fear
There is nowhere to go
And I'm stuck in this world

I'm so afraid of living a lie
And I don't know why
I'm so tired of endlessly
Living on for tomorrow
When tomorrow never comes
I live in yesterday
And never will leave
The present slips away
While I am slipping farther
The present can't catch up
I'm too far away
Tomorrow is just a day away
Yet, I'll never see it
There is nowhere to go anyways [comments] => 8 [counter] => 193 [topic] => 48 [informant] => essentially9 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
Regrets of Living

Contributed by essentially9 on Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 12:02:58 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



Regrets of Living

I'm so afraid of living a lie
That I forget to live at all
I'm so afraid of going on
That I forget to move forward
I'm so afraid of stepping up
That I'm stepping down
My fears are my worst regrets
And that is all I have left
My regrets of everything
Have equaled into this

I'm stepping farther down
And with every step
I'm at the beginning again
I will relive my regrets over
And over in my head
I'll never get over the past
I'll never get a future

But that won't stop death
It still hunts its prey
And I fear that one day
I'll be killed from it or fear
There is nowhere to go
And I'm stuck in this world

I'm so afraid of living a lie
And I don't know why
I'm so tired of endlessly
Living on for tomorrow
When tomorrow never comes
I live in yesterday
And never will leave
The present slips away
While I am slipping farther
The present can't catch up
I'm too far away
Tomorrow is just a day away
Yet, I'll never see it
There is nowhere to go anyways




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Re: Regrets of Living (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_Kalicharan on Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 12:06:51 AM AEST
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Wow.....touching poem....but you need to let go of the fear.... and start to live for today!!!!
Jenni


Re: Regrets of Living (User Rating: 1 )
by Jackee_line on Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 12:07:18 AM AEST
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I can totally relate to this poem, Very good write.I guess I'm not alone feeling like this.


Re: Regrets of Living (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 12:22:43 AM AEST
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live for the moment that's what i say! it's just finding a good moment!

wildejohnny


Re: Regrets of Living (User Rating: 1 )
by ginsdance on Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 02:21:16 AM AEST
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My answer to this poem can be found in my poem I just posted "Today". I was going through the same thing for the past month and Today I snapped myself out of it. Great write.

Ginsdance


Re: Regrets of Living (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 2nd April 2004 @ 01:00:03 AM AEST
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Yesterday is gone, past over. Tomorrow, we all know, never comes. Live for today and plan for a possible tomorrow, but get out of yesterday. I used to be like this poem and it was a terrifying place to be. Move forward just a few steps at a time, but move forward. You have nothing to fear but fear. Try for your own sake. You probably have a lot to give to the world, why not at least give it a good try.

Rita


Re: Regrets of Living (User Rating: 1 )
by xoblondiebabix3 on Saturday, 3rd April 2004 @ 01:58:04 AM AEST
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i understand how uf eel ur trapped in this world.. i am going through the same thing and i hope things go better for the both of us.. Great write! i rilly Njoyed it! kEEp it ^!
*much luv*
*XXoXXoXXo*


Re: Regrets of Living (User Rating: 1 )
by afterdark on Tuesday, 1st February 2005 @ 02:03:27 PM AEST
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Are you afraid of living doll..I doubt you really are..You have alo of real feeling here in this post..Not at all unlike your other poem's..This is perfect.


Re: Regrets of Living (User Rating: 1 )
by Man_On_High on Monday, 25th July 2005 @ 03:09:18 AM AEST
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I can certainly relate to this one..
at times, I've failed before I've even tried..

I feel your pain in this

B




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