I am a poet
A killer of minds
A hopeless loser
I have done deeds
That I’m not proud of in the least
Yet I have no regrets
I have stabbed men
Tortured them
Left them lingering
Inches from death
Yet I have no regrets
I have stabbed myself
Beaten myself
Tried to kill myself
On numerous attempts
Yet I have no regrets
Janet stabbed me
Silvia tried to kill me
My ex never loved me
M… never gave me a chance
Yet I have no regrets
I lost many friends
I get lonely sometimes
I have trouble speaking on it
Yet I have no regrets
No
Fuck that!
I have regrets
I regret the disparity
I regret the uncertainty
The isolation
The pointless waiting
The wasted time
I have some regrets
But what do you expect
I’m just human after all
I’m human
BY OSCAR TORRES LEON
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