Regrets

Maybe one day I will regret this.
I might think, what a fool,
To trip over hearts, letting mine break.
What a stupid thing to do.
I might wish on a star
My tears won’t fall
So carelessly on deaf ears.
Only to find, I’ve been so blind
Feeling alone all these years.

With careless words we throw daggers.
Hitting targets, fresh marks, old scars.
Like a loop that won’t forget,
We play time like a fiddle.
No rhyme, nor reason.
Mudslinging can be fun…
Till the grit settles and you’ve torn your soul
That’s when kindness comes
To sooth the wreckage.

©️Author: Jules B.🥀 3/18