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Array ( [sid] => 163992 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Regret [time] => 2010-12-29 21:14:09 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I draw a deep breath
And, I Sigh…
There is so much to reflect upon,
And So much to regret,
That I don’t know where to begin.

It seems that just a year ago,
I was so content,
Spiraling out of control,
In three dimensions
From my planned trajectory.

Again, time has passed,
And left me wanting.

When do I stop paying for the past,
And begin to live?

I am so very tired of pain,
I don’t want to feel anymore.
But,
It is not my choice.

I have known…
Life,
Joy,
Peace,
Love..

But I do not feel any of it.

I know pain too,
And it rends my soul daily.

So I will,
Balance the pain with martinis
Balance the emptiness by working to exhaustion,
Balance the spiritual void with science and reason….
It is very cold in space, so I will dress warm.

These are my resolutions.
The bargain I have made with the Devil.

Spare me the pain,
Distract me from the emptiness,
Numb my spirit with intellectual arguments,
And you can have whatever is left in the end.

But what I have found is,
That in the end,
There is nothing left worth having.

Now, I wonder…
What’s the point?
Who am I?
And why does it cost
So much,
To keep moving forward?

I simply ask…
Grant me peace of mind,
Peace of Body,
Peace of Spirit,
Ohm, Shanti, Shanti, Shanti,
Amen.
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Regret

Contributed by rogergouldnc on Wednesday, 29th December 2010 @ 09:14:09 PM in AEST
Topic: anguished

I draw a deep breath
And, I Sigh…
There is so much to reflect upon,
And So much to regret,
That I don’t know where to begin.

It seems that just a year ago,
I was so content,
Spiraling out of control,
In three dimensions
From my planned trajectory.

Again, time has passed,
And left me wanting.

When do I stop paying for the past,
And begin to live?

I am so very tired of pain,
I don’t want to feel anymore.
But,
It is not my choice.

I have known…
Life,
Joy,
Peace,
Love..

But I do not feel any of it.

I know pain too,
And it rends my soul daily.

So I will,
Balance the pain with martinis
Balance the emptiness by working to exhaustion,
Balance the spiritual void with science and reason….
It is very cold in space, so I will dress warm.

These are my resolutions.
The bargain I have made with the Devil.

Spare me the pain,
Distract me from the emptiness,
Numb my spirit with intellectual arguments,
And you can have whatever is left in the end.

But what I have found is,
That in the end,
There is nothing left worth having.

Now, I wonder…
What’s the point?
Who am I?
And why does it cost
So much,
To keep moving forward?

I simply ask…
Grant me peace of mind,
Peace of Body,
Peace of Spirit,
Ohm, Shanti, Shanti, Shanti,
Amen.

Copyright Â© rogergouldnc ... [ 2010-12-29 21:14:09]
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Re: Regret (User Rating: 1 )
by Jussy74 on Friday, 31st December 2010 @ 08:00:20 AM AEST
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I love this poem, its a very powerful piece of writing.

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