Do You Live With Regrets?

Do you live with regrets?

Cause I have quite a few,

One of them being

Spending time with you.

Do you regret what you did?

Do you feel guilt for your actions?

Or have you rewritten the story

For your own satisfaction?

Have you convinced yourself

That it wasn’t so bad?

That I’m overreacting

For being so mad?

If that’s the case

Then you should be locked up.

Cause what you did

Is truly fucked up.

You set me up

And threw me in hell,

And spit in my face

As I reached for help.

It’s taken me years

To wade through the wreckage,

To find all the pieces

Lost in the carnage.

For you hid behind lies

And beauty and deception.

You were better at the game

Twisting everyone’s perception.

For a very long time

I wanted to hear your repent,

To acknowledge my pain

And share your intent.

Why did you do it?

Why did you pick me?

Why did you twist the knife

As I cried on my knees?

But I’ve waited long enough

To hear your side of the story,

You’re clearly not changing

Or taking accountability.

And now I see the truth

That we are not alike.

For our choices define us

And yours, I very much dislike.

So I’m leaving you in the past

For that’s where you belong.

In this old chapter book

Where I labeled myself wrong.

And here in the present

I set myself free,

And start a new book

Where it’s safe to be me.

And I live a happy life

Where joy and truth prevail,

And my embodiment of love

Will balance the scales.

Written by Amanda Durocher

8.22.25