Mistake

The only regrets I have I didn’t make,

A cautious life lived satisfied,

But one never filled,

Like a clock short an hour,

Or a thirst still smacking lips;

Needs are lonely without wants.

I’ve done nothing of shame nor infamy,

Nothing I wouldn’t have done to me,

But remorse is still a guest in my life,

With a long memory and tales to tell,

Of all that could have been and won’t,

Now I am unscarred but marred by desire.

The cruelty here is the cost has risen,

Though the opportunities stayed;

The drink, the drugs, the girls, the guys,

They’re all there beckoning you to pay,

With sense, with love, with age, with honesty,

As guilt inflates the price.

I have no regrets and for that I am sorry,

Though I know time is kind and blind,

Taking the bad with the good,

I can not help but feel I needed,

To tell myself to be immature,

And trust I would be wiser.

#HI