My immediate regrets

 My Immediate Regrets 

they fall out of my hands 

yet never land 

one thousand decisions 

under a single command 

sometimes I wonder 

if they weren’t planned 

just to throw a wrench 

into this dailyness 

my immediate regrets 

what I felt 

for what I did 

whom I didn’t kiss 

my immediate regrets 

have been left 

to fend for themselves 

amidst this ugliness 

lot of us struggle 

some of us wonder 

none of us discover 

the perfect approach 

for a brighter future 

mature outlook 

healthier creature

or just a juste mot 

I rewind the tape 

staying up late 

coaching myself 

for the next play 

but it’s just my fate 

writing my life 

without a backspace 

having lost my notes